My oh my, oh when I dream, I remember. When I die I know I may never come back. If I cry I know I should think of December: summertime and the sunshine are not far from that. All the times I have been trying I try to remember All the times I have been trying I try to forget... When I die, will I live to remember? When I die, or will I live to forget? When I die, or will I be gone forever? Then I'll have time, I'll have the time to think about that. All the times I have been trying I try to remember All the times I have been trying I try to forget...