Everytime we say goodbye, I die a little, Everytime 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 youre near, theres such an air of spring about it, I can hear a lark somewhere, begin to sing about it, Theres no love song finer but how strange the change from major to Minor.. Everytime we say goodbye.. Ti omorfo mood :D
Posted on: Fri, 10 Oct 2014 12:14:29 +0000