Sometimes it seems the good times are easy to forget
Visions of love blur in my mind
And sometimes it seems this heartache leads me to regret
Ever I held your hand in mine
Flowers of May will bloom but this is my lament
Memories of April cloud my mind
Flowers again may bloom but this is my regret
Rainy days will cloud my mind
And it's hard to say goodbye
And it's hard to say goodbye
Say goodbye