Goodbye sweet angel, goodby my little dream,
one day I’ll learn what happened, so I’ll be free,
I try not to think, I’m trying to be good,
’cause I have to love, you know,
‘ cause they’re what I live for.
Goodbye my last hope,
my faith in believing,
my needs and my soul.
It’s me, for sure,
I’ll learn to be a river,
flowing from the mountain top,
taking the good and the bad,
carrying them through the way
and at the end of the journey,
I’ll free bag and baggage in the sea,
’cause I’ll have learnt my lesson.