One year to the day her father's in the garden
He keeps it as it was the day she went away
On every life some rain must fall
But that doesn't mean we let the roses go
One year to the day her mother's in the kitchen
She calls him from the backdoor - Come, love, have some tea
It takes a bit of getting used to
Only setting out 2 places
Could I bring her back to them
WIth a few strokes of this fountain pen
All's forgiven, start again
I could put her in a taxi Idling at the corner
Working up her nerve and wondering what she'll say
Regretting how she left that morning
Recalling how they both were snoring
I could bring her back to them
WIth a few strokes of this fountain pen
All's forgiven, start again
That man from the motor trade
Ran off with a meter maid
Roses, wild, have spilled into the garden
Backdoor off the hinge, the grass grown tall
Ten years to the day and counting
That little note she wrote? That's all she wrote
I could bring her back to them
WIth a few strokes of this fountain pen
All's forgiven, start again
I could bring her back to them
But that's not how this story ends
As is written so it ends
Bye-bye
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Richard Shindell - Bye Bye Lyrics
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One year to the day her father's in the garden
He keeps it as it was the day she went away
On every life some rain must fall
But that doesn't mean we let the roses go
One year to the day her mother's in the kitchen
She calls him from the backdoor - Come, love, have some tea
It takes a bit of getting used to
Only setting out 2 places
Could I bring her back to them
WIth a few strokes of this fountain pen
All's forgiven, start again
I could put her in a taxi Idling at the corner
Working up her nerve and wondering what she'll say
Regretting how she left that morning
Recalling how they both were snoring
I could bring her back to them
WIth a few strokes of this fountain pen
All's forgiven, start again
That man from the motor trade
Ran off with a meter maid
Roses, wild, have spilled into the garden
Backdoor off the hinge, the grass grown tall
Ten years to the day and counting
That little note she wrote? That's all she wrote
I could bring her back to them
WIth a few strokes of this fountain pen
All's forgiven, start again
I could bring her back to them
But that's not how this story ends
As is written so it ends
Bye-bye
He keeps it as it was the day she went away
On every life some rain must fall
But that doesn't mean we let the roses go
One year to the day her mother's in the kitchen
She calls him from the backdoor - Come, love, have some tea
It takes a bit of getting used to
Only setting out 2 places
Could I bring her back to them
WIth a few strokes of this fountain pen
All's forgiven, start again
I could put her in a taxi Idling at the corner
Working up her nerve and wondering what she'll say
Regretting how she left that morning
Recalling how they both were snoring
I could bring her back to them
WIth a few strokes of this fountain pen
All's forgiven, start again
That man from the motor trade
Ran off with a meter maid
Roses, wild, have spilled into the garden
Backdoor off the hinge, the grass grown tall
Ten years to the day and counting
That little note she wrote? That's all she wrote
I could bring her back to them
WIth a few strokes of this fountain pen
All's forgiven, start again
I could bring her back to them
But that's not how this story ends
As is written so it ends
Bye-bye