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
.
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
.
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
Every
time
we
say
goodbye
.