Goodbyenr

Goodbyenight rangeras the sun hides his headfor another night’s restand the wind singshis same old songand you on the edgenever close, never faralways there when i needed a friendbut it’s hard living lifeon this memory-go-roundalways up, always downspinning ‘round and ‘round and ‘roundallthis could bejust a dream so it seemsi was never much good at goodbyethere once was a timenever far from my mindon the beach, on the 4th of julyi remember the sandhow you held out your handand we touched for what seemed a lifetimebut it’s hardleaving all this behind me nowlike a schoolboy so lostnever found until nowand all this could bejust a dream so it seemsi was never much good at goodbyeyet it’s hardliving life on this memory-go-roundalways up, always downturning ‘round and ‘round and ‘roundand all this could bejust a dream so it seemsi was never much good at goodbyeand all this could bejust a dream so it seemsi was never much good at goodbyegoodbye