Goodbye. Hasn't been so good to me. Stepped out into the night. Back against the moon. I saw ten thousand hands with candlelight. We all think that we're right. It's hard to tell. If the night is full of hope or doom. My eyes. Burn with unshed tears. My body is weak. From so many silent years. Too many people say goodbye. Before they say hello. Step into the morning. And disappear. What more than sorry can i say. What more than sorry can i be. Before our love fades away. What more than sorry. Do you want from me