Sometimes it seems the good times are easy to forgetnVisions of love blur in my mindnAnd sometimes it seems this heartache leads me to regretnEver I held your hand in minennFlowers of May will bloom but this is my lamentnMemories of April cloud my mindnFlowers again may bloom but this is my regretnRainy days will cloud my mindnnAnd it's hard to say goodbyenAnd it's hard to say goodbyenSay goodbye