You're coming home to me, just remember You're coming home to me Anytime you say it with heart Anytime you're falling apart When you're washing the sheets Any stranger you meet When there's somebody waving goodbye It's a world full of bar rooms and

So why do I feel so sad? Things must change So it shouldn't be so bad By now I should know that in time Friends we've been for so long Now true colors are showing Makes me wanna cry, oh yes it does 'Cause I have to say goodbye How can I adjust to the way

Alright children, the lights are out, and the party's over It's time for me, Dr. D, to start running and say goodbye, for a little while And I know you're gonna miss me, so I'll leave you with this You know that big ball of radiation we call the sun Well

Want to stay alive Everything about this place just doesn't feel right I don't wanna die Suddenly I'm frightened for my life Want to say goodbye This could be the last time you see me alive I may not survive Knew it from the moment we arrived

In Marina Del Rey We said goodbye In marina del rey "I had a good time" Was the last thing I heard her say As I walked away And on this plane back to Tennessee My mind comes across her memory

I gotta long long way to go Before I can say goodbye to you Before I can say goodbye To all I ever knew Then every time I turn around And you're nowhere to be found Oh, I gotta long long way I know You held my hand and then you slipped away

A million thoughts in my head Should I let my heart keep listening? I know it's time to say goodbye So hard to let go

I want you to know Who's to say where the wind will take you Who's to say what it is will break you Who's to know when the time's come around Don't want to see you cry I know that this is not goodbye Something is about to give I can feel it coming I

Sometimes goodbye is a second chance Tell my mother, tell my father I have done the best I can To make them realize This is my life I hope they understand I'm not angry, I'm just saying She waved, said, "Why are you always running in place"

This seven-forty-seven can't go fast enough, fast enough Every minute is wasted time She gets a little bit closer to saying goodbye I'm looking out from my window seat Halfway back, aisle twenty three Man I wish that I could fly this thing I could hear