We love each other so deeply That I ask you this, sweetheart Why should we quarrel ever Why can't we be enough clever Never to part Everytime we say goodbye I die a little Everytime 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 Begin to sing about it There's no love song finer But how strange the change from major to Minor, everytime we say goodbye 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 from major to Minor, everytime we say goodbye