Roll around in my bed The sound of the gentle thunder And the little voice in my head The one that never surrenders Watches your silhouette Carved in the Basque sun Your cobblestone pirouettes But I'm not so sure it's safe to go there Just in case you forget Well try to remember Just in case you forget Well try to remember Why do the questions last Hidden underneath the pillow And would you say you can't be asked When everything else is settled What is and what isn't passed Present as your curves and colours Sitting on the summer grass You leaned into me and you said: Just in case you forget Well try to remember Just in case you forget Well try to remember Awaken to a quiet room Could have slept like that forever Little whisper now did you forget Well how the hell could I ever