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 lovesong finer
But how strange the change
From major to minor
Every time we say goodbye
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 lovesong finer
But how strange the change
From major to minor
Every time we say goodbye
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Sandra Reemer - Every Time You Say Goodbye Lyrics
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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 lovesong finer
But how strange the change
From major to minor
Every time we say goodbye
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 lovesong finer
But how strange the change
From major to minor
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 lovesong finer
But how strange the change
From major to minor
Every time we say goodbye
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 lovesong finer
But how strange the change
From major to minor
Every time we say goodbye