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