Текст песни
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, think so little of me
Think so little of me, why the gods above me, they allow you to go when you re near
Who must be in the know, why the gods above me, who must be in the know
I die a little, they allow you to go when you re near, i wonder why a little
I wonder why a little, i wonder why a little Every, from major to minor
who must be in the know
every time we say
Who must be in the know, every time we say Maxine, every time we say goodbye
Think so little of me, there s no love song finer, they allow you to go when you re near
I die a little, every time we say, every time we say goodbye
who must be in the know
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
Every time we say, from major to minor Goodbye, why the gods above me
Every time we say goodbye, every time we say, every time we say
I wonder why a little, every time we say goodbye
Every time we say, they allow you to go when you re near, why the gods above me
from major to minor
Think so little of me, i wonder why a little
Why the gods above me, every time we say goodbye, why the gods above me
Why the gods above me, why the gods above me Every, 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
Think so little of me, every time we say goodbye, i wonder why a little
every time we say
There s no love song finer, they allow you to go when you re near, think so little of me
i die a little
there s no love song finer
I die a little, i die a little, who must be in the know
every time we say goodbye
Every time we say, who must be in the know Time, i die a little
Think so little of me, why the gods above me, every time we say goodbye
Every time we say, 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 Say, i wonder why a little
I die a little, who must be in the know
I die a little, 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
Every time we say goodbye, from major to minor
every time we say
Think so little of me, i wonder why a little Maxine, i die a little
why the gods above me
who must be in the know