Testo Don't Like Goodbyes

Don't like good-byes, tears or sighsI'm not too good at leaving timeI've got no taste for grieving timeNo, no, not meYou've been my near ones, always my dear onesI never thought that I would findAnother love, a different kindBut it came to beWell if you think I'm telling you liesGo try your luck and look into her eyesBut remember, you must remember she's mineAnd my world overhead has a clear new shineDon't want to leave youSorry to grieve youIt's traveling time, and I must move onFound the girl (gal) to lean uponAnd if I could arrange itOh would I care to chance it - not me