Please Speak Well Of Me

I've been away a year and a dayYou recognize love after the factYou did what you did and that was thatDon't say words that you don't meanWhen I'm gone, please speak well of meLooking back nowI only wish I had been kinderDid I ever know love, did I ever know love?And could I have been blinder?Don't hold back all your love for someday, for somedayI would say that I'm sorry if it would do any goodBut to never regret means you have to forgetand I don't think that I could