Good-Bye
Today I ask you, shall I stay or walk away?
Time is of the essence, I must know.
Why do you keep my heart dangling this way?
Shall I stay or shall I go?
The autumn leaves are falling now,
Is this the last I will feel your love?
Maybe perhaps as surely as the cold snow is to come,
so shall my heart be hardened.
My chance to ever love another, darkened to hurt.
Good-bye my love.
Written By: Roy A. McGill 1/3/2005
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