Every Time We Say Goodbye

Diana Krall-Everytime We Say Goodbye
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.
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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,
Then how strange the change from major to minor,
Everytime we say goodbye.