The lonesome bells start rambling But my mind is very numb It's better to leave me hanging I heard them vaguely ringing on Shifting road I'm timid Morning still filled with storm Another day has gone by where I don't miss your love and warmth How lucky are we to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard? How lucky are we to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard? Now under the lotus Everything so neat He also needed change, just like you, you wanted to be free Right now you walk by just everything I find it hard to let you go I had you spinning on my fingers But you slipped away How lucky are we to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard? How lucky are we to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard? It's lonely in your absence I suffer from your silence Not even one word