Where to begin to end uncertainty
Do I leave silently or boldly say farewell
How can I think of times that used to be
And find the smile I need to wish you well

But I won't cry for dusty memories
No I won't cry for dreams that couldn't be
No I won't cry

The daffodils the sorry candlelight
To buy my heart when loveless words were spoken
Too many tears to welcome in the night
Too many promises the days have broken

So I won't cry for kisses out of reach
No I won't cry I’ll practice what I preach
And I won't cry

No flowers now no silly candle games
Somehow my feet won't lead me to the doorway
And so I stand and wonder who's to blame
Waiting for one last word that calls to beg me stay

But I won't cry if that world never comes
No I won't cry for now the story's done
And I won't cry… goodbye

© August 22, 1966; Gandalf Publishing Company