Goodbye to my old friends, etc.
 We really don't need each other now.
 The years we've wasted being too young
 turn to ages regretting we've become too old. 

 Goodbye to my old loves, etc.
 We really don't want each other now.
 The pristine little girls I'd known
 now slumber in someone else's dreams.

 Goodbye to my old lives, etc.
 I won't travel this way again.
 I'll decline the tempting grave,
 but concede its morbid thrill.

 So, goodbye to my old friends, etc.
 We smile and understand.
 We can wave away the memories,
 and I'll stow away my tears.