| Every time we say goodbye, I die a little
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| Every time we say goodbye, I wonder why a little
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| Why the Gods above me, who must be in the know
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| 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 love song finer but how strange the change
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| From major to minor, every time we say
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| Every time we say, every time we say goodbye
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| Every time we say goodbye, I die a little
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| Every time we say goodbye, I wonder why a little
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| Why the Gods above me, who must be in the know
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| 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 love song finer but how strange the change
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| From major to minor, every time we say
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| Every time we say, every time we say goodbye
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| There’s no love song finer
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| There’s no love song finer |