Sometimes it seems the good times are easy to forget   Visions of love blur in my mind   And sometimes it seems this heartache leads me to regret   Ever I held your hand in mine      Flowers of May will bloom but this is my lament   Memories of April cloud my mind   Flowers again may bloom but this is my regret   Rainy days will cloud my mind      And it's hard to say goodbye   And it's hard to say goodbye   Say goodbye