A Little At A Time

He doesn't know that everything is changed
He still says he loves me, but now he looks away.
And more than that, he says less and less each day.

He's telling me goodbye a little at a time.

I can see it in his eyes.
I can feel it in his touch.
I hear it in his voice, but he don't say much.
In the quiet moments after we make love, he's telling me goodbye a little at a time.

If he believes by slowing letting go somehow it doesn't show, he's wrong.
No way for him to hide what's going on. I know. I know.

He might get away with lying to himself, but I know him better than anyone else.
He won't admit it, but his heart's already left.

He's telling me goodbye a little at a time.

No way for him to hide what's going on. I know. I know.

Why do I hesitate. Why don't I set him free?
Just bring it to an end and just let him leave.
Maybe deep down in my heart the truth could be I'm telling him goodbye a little time.

Yeah, I'm telling him goodbye a little at a time