I know you’re leaving, but it’s too long overdue
For far too long I’ve had nothing new to show to you
Goodbye dry eyes, I watched your plane fade off west of the moon
And it felt so strange to walk away alone
There’s no regrets, no tears goodbye
I don’t want you back, we’d only cry again
Say goodbye again
The hours that were yours echo like empty rooms
The thoughts we used to share I now keep alone
I woke last night and spoke to you not thinking you were gone
And it felt so strange to lie awake alone
There’s no regrets, no tears, goodbye
I don’t want you back, we’d only cry again
Say goodbye again
Midge Ure, “No Regrets”.
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