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When is goodbye... goodbye. |
| Saying goodbye can be so hard, Sitting on the pavement as they drive away in the car. You want time to turn back. The hours you took too fast. They all just fade away, There are too many goodbyes in a lifetime Too many times where someone has to die Too many times where someone takes thier leave And all I am left with is sad feelings But yet though the sun sets It must also raise And then goodbyes wait until the next day. |