Every time you say goodbye, I cry a little
Every time you say goodbye, I wonder why a little
Why, the gods above us, they must be in the know
Think so little of us, 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 you say goodbye
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