There is a little left
To hold and to cling to
The pictures you painted
And the photos we have taken
Memories, memories arrive with the wind
And depart
Memories, memories arrive with the wind
And depart
I search you on Friday
And I search you on Sunday
But the only place to find you is in our memories and dreams
Dreams
So this
Is how
We saying goodbye
So let us say
Saying goodbye