[CHRISTINE]
Think of me, think of me fondly
When we've said goodbye
Remember me every so often
Promise me you'll try

On that day, that not-so-distant day
When you are far away and free
If you ever find a moment
Spare a thought for me

And though it's clear, though it was always clear
That this was never meant to be
If you happen to remember
Stop and think of me

Think of August when the trees were green
Don't think about the way things might have been

Think of me, think of me waking
Silent and rеsigned
Imagine me trying too hard
To put you from my mind

Think of mе, please say you'll think of me
Whatever else you choose to do
There will never be a day when
I won't think of you
Flowers fade, the fruits of summer fade
They have their season, so do we
But please promise me that sometimes
You will think—

[CHRISTINE vocalizing]

—of me!