How many times have I read farewell lines In the things that you never seemed to say? How many times have I read those last lines And wondered why it ended this way? Words of goodbye and all those loving lines I must have been blind And it seems to me a shame that the number and the name Both have changed with the passing of time How you would write about the bright lights And your words always clouded up my eyes How you would write about the bright lights It's a wonder that I never realized Our race was run now and another's just begun I must have been blind And it seems to me a shame that the number and the name Both have changed with the passing of time When your letters stopped the tears that I fought How they came in the flood of memories When your letters stopped the tears that I fought How they ran like the rivers to the seas Each sunny day, you slip further away I must have been blind And it seems to me a shame that the number and the name Both have changed with the passing of time
