Ev'ry time we say goodbye I die a little
   Ev'ry 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 waiting to sing about it
   There's no love song finer
   But how strange the change from major to minor
   Ev'ry time we say goodbye