Goodbye - Dianne Reeves

You come with tender eyes

My welcome reprieve

My pleasant reprieve

It would be simple

To be seized away

By the heat of your smile

By the words that you say

What to do my love

With the passion you bring

With your sincere emotion

Such a fragile thing

Should I risk what is precious, my friend

For a fleeting indulgence

For a fated end

Skilled in the game of chance

I’m tempted

When you ask me to dance

But the urgency that is now your voice

Leaves me shaken and sober

Leaves me only one choice

On this bitter sweet night

I must tell you goodbye