Goodbye george, all things must pass
Here comes the sun to take the youngest one at last
when the dark horse, turned the lights out
i remember when the wonderwall came down
sunset comes for every one
we're blue for you
within or without you
we're lost
goodbye george
Liverpool to Bangladesh
Your guitar is gently weeping in our heads
a record spun, round and round
and you taught me how to hear another sound
there's something in the way you made me feel
some little mystery revealed to help us heal...
sunset comes for everyone...for everyone...
we're blue for you
within and without you
we're lost, goodbye...
goodbye george, all things must pass
here comes the sun to take the youngest one at last