I love this song... Love does remember...
Every time you think you're over it, something else hits you.
I did want to make a correction. The beginning is:
You <I>can</I> forget what love was wearing
When it walked out your front door
Where you fell down to your knees
And <I>can</I> forget the kind of suitcase
That was packed out on the sidewalk
While you cried there beggin' please
But love remembers
He's saying you can tell yourself you've forgotten, but if you see it (the outfit, shirt, suitcase, etc), it all comes flooding back.
I love this song... Love does remember... Every time you think you're over it, something else hits you.
I did want to make a correction. The beginning is: You <I>can</I> forget what love was wearing When it walked out your front door Where you fell down to your knees And <I>can</I> forget the kind of suitcase That was packed out on the sidewalk While you cried there beggin' please But love remembers
He's saying you can tell yourself you've forgotten, but if you see it (the outfit, shirt, suitcase, etc), it all comes flooding back.