Every time we say goodbye I die a little
Every time we say goodbye I wonder why a little
Why the Gods 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 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
Every time we say goodbye
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
Every time we say goodbye
Every time we say goodbye