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 begin' to sing about it
There's no love finer but how strange the change from
Major to minor
Ev'ry time we say goodbye

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