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Goodbye

I don’t know if I’ll be able to leave

   If I have to look you in the eye when we say goodbye.


So, I might write you a letter,

   And do an Irish goodbye.


Yes, that might be better . . .

   

I just don’t know if I’ll be able to let you go

      When we hug for the final time.

     

   I don’t know

        If I’ll be able to let go

          When I hug you for the final time . . .


CH 12/16/25

 
 
 

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