Goodbye

The last time I saw my father We did not say goodbye We said so long, I'll see you We knew it was a lie For among the things I loved the most Was his optimistic way And we had to let our eyes express What our voices could not say What our voices could not say I said goodbye to you today I drove away and cried From grief, or awe, I couldn't tell It's hard to feel the tragedy When you lived and died so well When you lived and died so well. And how lucky am I to get to say goodbye How lucky am I to get to say goodbye