Transcribed by peter shevlin
all alone, staring on, watching her life go by,
when her days are grey and her nights are black,
different shades of mundane and the one eyed furry toy
that lies upon the bed has often heard her cry
and heard her whisper out a name long forgiven, but not forgotten,

you're forgiven not forgotten
you're forgiven not forgotten
you're forgiven not forgotten
you're not forgotten

a bleeding heart torn apart, left on an icy grave,
in the room where they once lay, face to face,
nothing could get in their way, but now the memories of the man
are haunting her days and the craving never fades,
she's still dreaming of a man long forgiven, but not forgotten,

you're forgiven not forgotten
you're forgiven not forgotten
you're forgiven not forgotten
you're not forgotten

still alone, staring on, wishing her life goodbye
as she goes searching for the man long forgiven, but not forgotten,

you're forgiven not forgotten
you're forgiven not forgotten
you're forgiven not forgotten
you're forgiven not forgotten
you're forgiven not forgotten
you're forgiven not forgotten
you're forgiven not forgotten
you're forgiven not forgotten
you're not forgotten
you're not forgotten
no, you're not forgotten