Everytime we say goodbye
I die a little
Everytime we say goodbye
I wonder why a little
Why the gods above me
Who must be in the know
Me think so little of me
they allow you to go
To go
When you're near there's
Such an air
of spring about it
I can hear a
lark somewhere
Begin to sing about it
There's no love
song finer
But how strange
the change from major to
Minor
Everytime
Everytime
Everytime we say goodbye