Sérgio Mendes
"The Trouble with Hello Is Goodbye"

We wandered through the summertime
And drifted into fall
We never thought of winter at all
How foolishly we tossed away
The buttercups, the time -
Who'd have thought
We'd have no more songs to sing
Hills to climb?

We summered in each other's arms
And slumbered in the glow
We never heard the whisper of snow
But summer's not forevermore
No matter how we tried -
The trouble with hello is goodbye