Every time we say goodbye
I die a little
Every time we say goodbye
I wonder why a littleWhy the Gods above me
Who must be in the know
Think so little of me
They allow you to goWhen you're near
There's such an air of spring about it
I can hear a lark
Somewhere waiting to sing about it
There's no love song finer
But how strange
The change from major to minor
Every time we say goodbyeWhen you're near
There's such an air of spring about it
I can hear a lark
Somewhere waiting to sing about it
There's no love song finer
But how strange
The change from major to minor
Every time we say goodbye
