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.
[2x:]
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.