Deep into my tears, hold me under Drowning in despair, so many years The only place that I'd wish she could fly Never in his sky And I would not hesitate to tell the story of her fate In a storm, was she dead or disappeared, or did she fly Never said goodbye, goodbye - yep! Leaves have turned to gold And all the trees have fallen to the ground I can't explain All along I knew that she would fly But I think she's died Goodbye, hey, goodbye