This Time It Isn't Au-Revoir
This time it isn't au revoir
'Cause things are simply
what they are
nothing more
nothing less
than the start
of lonliness
We tried it all
in our own way
But we don't mean
the words we say
It's so hard to be unfair
then again
we really care
didn't we
Why, I guess we'll
never really know
but if we must
we'll simply go
our separate ways
to who knows where
Why, why must there
always be a time
when dreams are left
to die behind
as if it didn't matter now
This time it isn't
au revoir
and things are only
what they are
nothing more
nothing less
than the end
of tenderness
Why, I guess we'll never
really know
But, if we must
we'll simply go
our separate ways
to who knows where
Why, why must there
always be a time
when dreams are left
to die behind
This time
it isn't au revoir.
