I've been away, a year and a day

you recognized love, after the fact.
you did what you did and that was that
don't say words, you don't mean
when i'm gone, please speak well of me.

Looking back now, i only wish i had been kinder
did i ever know love, did i ever know love?
and could i have been blinder?
don't say words that you don't mean
and when I'm gone, please speak well of me.

Don't hold back, all your love
For someday, for someday...

i would say that I'm sorry if it would do any good
but to never regret means you have to forget
and i don't think that i could
don't say words, you don't mean
when i'm gone, when i'm gone
when i'm gone,
please speak well of me.

I wish I would have written this.