Every time
we say goodbye
I die a little
Every time
we say goodbye
I wonder
why a little
While clouds
above me
Who must be
in the know
Think so
little of me
They allow
you to go
When you're near
There's such an
Of spring about it
I can hear
a lark somewhere
waiting to
sing about it
There's no
love song final
But how strange
to change
From major
to minor
Every time
we say goodbye