Through the window I watch you walk away; through it... I saw you arrive. Now, things have changed... I am staying; you are leaving. You seem in no rush, yet you do not look back either. Perhaps you hope I’ll call out, but I won't... you do not want to stay. My eyes, clouded over like the windowpanes, cannot help but weep. Goodbye, my love, my life... how I long to hold you. A kiss that barely brushed my cheek—that is all... you left me as you walked away. So little to show for all I gave you... for all the tears I have yet to shed. My eyes, clouded over like the windowpanes, cannot help but weep. Goodbye, my love, my life... how I long to hold you. Through the window... I watch you walk away; through it, I saw you arrive. I stay; you leave... from then until now, it has been an adventure... of receiving, and not giving. Goodbye, my love, goodbye, my life... how I long to hold you... Goodbye, my love, goodbye, my life... Goodbye... goodbye...
