Lyrics John Barrowman

John Barrowman

Ev'ry Time We Say Goodbye

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.

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.

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.