the sound of goodbye

• guzel bir charlton hill sarkisi.
  
  i never thought the sun would shine again
  and lonely clouds would settle in
  but all the fools have gone
  for they were wrong about
  what the summer shower brings.
  
  glassy eyes and flowers on the floor,
  a waiting cab and memories
  to give a little more.
  our words are unresolved,
  they're trapped in the folds
  of a book about the art of closing doors.
  
  and i know that you might find me a little bit peculiar
  but i'm the one who's supposed to be bringing back the cure.
  
  so won't you just
  
  open your eyes and see
  i'm falling around you
  just when i seemed to be floating in velvet skies
  i'm hearing the sound of goodbye
  
  my diary pages look so white and bare ,
  a passing glance could make you think
  that i don't even care.
  you couldn't be more wrong,
  i've searched for so long
  for you and me and what we had before.
  
  and there's times late at night
  when the ghost of you comes calling
  and though i try to hold you tight
  you always slip through by the morning.
  
  who's to say you won't be back again,
  until that day i'll keep falling....