1944 (Think of Me)

I was gazing out a window or a door
On a sleeper car in Italy, 2004
I was different then
And I am different now again
People come and go
I’m one of them; you know me
But if you take away the things you think of me
What’s left of me?
Please think of me
We were together back in 1944
You fought alongside me in the second World War
We were braver then
Now what’s become of us, my friend?
People come and go
I’m one of them; you know me
But if you take away the things you think of me
What’s left of me?
Please think of me
You look familiar; I think I’ve seen you once before
We spoke in Gaelic dancing on the Cliffs of Moher
We were younger then
But we will dance again my friend
People come and go
I’m one of them; you know me
But if you take away the things you think of me
What’s left of me?
Please think of me
Think of me