Artist: rod stewart
Song: every time we say goodbye
Album: It Had To Be You... The Great American Song Book
Every time we say goodbye I die a little
Every time we say goodbye I wonder why a little
Why you guys above me who must be in the know
Say so little to 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 song finer but how strange the change
From major to minor every time we say goodbye
When you're near there's such an air of spring about it
I can hear a lark somewhere begin to sing about it
You see there's no love song finer but how strange the change
From major to minor every time you say honey
There's no love song finer but how strange
The change from major to minor every time we say goodbye
