A Last Goodbye

There is always a sigh
i don't want to see him
i don't want to see him
There is always a sigh when ever she sees me
She sees me, then, a breath, to take in the moment
to gather strength, to wait, then say to "hi"
i don't want to see him
i don't want to see him
to say hello, to be pleasant, to say the words
to say the words
don't let him see me
don't let him see me
the years spent together
now resigned to moments like this
i don't want to see him
i don't want to see him
in this moment, now, i know she knows
she has to see me
i can feel her take a breath in, a sigh
open up, gather strength, bunker down
i don't want to
i don't want to
a breath, a sigh, the moment strained on these words inside
i want to see her
i want to see her
her sweet face, her sweet eyes
i don't want to see him
i don't want to see him
she is there, i see her, but she doesn't see me
i can turn away, save her the moment
save her the breath
i don't want to see him
i don't want to see him
i can turn away, leave, let her pass on by
her sweet face caught in my dream
her sweet breath lost in the scene
i don't want to pass her by
i don't want to pass her by
but i do, so the world can release
and hold its breath, to wait, for another time
to say one last, goodbye