歌手:Rod Stewart
专辑:《Handbags And Gladrags》

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?

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.