I say goodbye.
And all you said was okay.
I said sayonara,
And you have nothing to say.

I turned around,
Half-expecting your hands around my waist,
But when I looked back,
You had already gone away.

I guess that’s how it’s always been,
Guess you have a right to give as good as you got.
But dearest love, the day is much colder now,
And I only have myself to blame.