Everytime we say goodbye, I die a Everytime we say goodbye, I wonder why little, Why the gods above me, who must be in the know. so little of me, they allow you to When you're near, there's such an air of spring about it,
can hear a lark somewhere, begin to sing about it,
There's no love song finer, but how the change from major to minor,
Everytime we say
When you're near, there's an air of spring about it, I can hear lark somewhere, begin to sing about it, There's no love song but how strange the change from major to minor, Everytime we say goodbye.