Everytime we say goodbye, I die a little I wonder why a little When you're near, feels like spring
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 How could they 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
Everytime we say goodbye Everytime we say goodbye Bye, bye
