Fill glass and toast
To all those around me
No more to meet again
And to youth grown trite
Fill glass and toast
To friends of the past
No more to meet again
And to youth grown tired
Sketch my regards to sob
I guess ill need sometime alone
Sketch my regards to sob
I guess ill need this life alone
Dismay what may still remain
Lets bid ourselves goodnight
Gently forever goodnight
Gently forever goodbye
Gently forever goodbye
Sketch my regards to sob
I guess ill need sometime alone
Sketch my regards to sob
I guess ill need this life alone
Fill glass and toast