Here I am outside your house at 3 A.M. Try'n to think you out of bed. I whistle at your sill, it echoes 'cross the street instead. I never will forget. I ain't remembered yet. Like mackeral in a net, I forget to forget. And you saw nothing in my eyes but yourself. Nothing in my eyes. I can't seem to find the same in no one else, I guess it's no surprise. I never can forget. I ain't remembered yet. Like mackeral in a net, I forget to forget. I forget to forget. I forget to forget. I ain't remembered yet.