Ev´ry time we say goodbye I die a little
Ev´ry 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 waiting to sing about it
There´s no love song finer
But how strange The change from major to minor
Ev´ry time we say goodbye.
When 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
Ev´ry time we say goodbye.
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