"Goodbye my dear one,
I sing you this song,
deep in my poor heart,
your memory lives on."
How saddened was I
that the love in your eye,
fell on another heart
no wonder I cry.
And how dejected was I
to see you flit by
caressing a new love
prettier than I.
But maybe tomorrow,
I hope I will see
she is your past love
and then it will be:
"Hello my dearest,
I sing you this song,
from now and forever,
our love will go on."
Author: Joyce Hemsley
