Every Time We Say Goodbye - Rod Stewart (洛德.斯蒂沃特)

Every time we say goodbye I die a little

Every 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 begin to sing about it

There's no love song finer

But how strange the change from major to minor

Every time 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

Every time we say goodbye

Every time we say goodbye