How many times have I read farewell lines   In the things that you never seemed to say?   How many times have I read those last lines   And wondered why it ended this way?      Words of goodbye and all those loving lines   I must have been blind   And it seems to me a shame that the number and the name   Both have changed with the passing of time      How you would write about the bright lights   And your words always clouded up my eyes   How you would write about the bright lights   It's a wonder that I never realized      Our race was run now and another's just begun   I must have been blind   And it seems to me a shame that the number and the name   Both have changed with the passing of time      When your letters stopped the tears that I fought   How they came in the flood of memories   When your letters stopped the tears that I fought   How they ran like the rivers to the seas      Each sunny day, you slip further away   I must have been blind   And it seems to me a shame that the number and the name   Both have changed with the passing of time