Vern Gosdin The Sounds of Goodbye lyrics

Restless footsteps walking down the hallway
In the middle of the night;
I start hearing little sounds become so magnified
Here in the quiet;
The kitchen phone that rings and when you answer quickly, speaking
In a whisper, I'm left to wonder why.

I've got a lonesome feeling that I'm hearing
The sounds of goodbye,
The sounds of goodbye.

The stocking feet that tiptoe through the room
Where I lie half asleep;
The clinking hangers, fumbling hands that close the closet door
That always squeaks;
The snapping latches on the suitcase that you carried with you
To your mother's on those weekends many times.

I've got a lonesome feeling that I'm hearing
The sounds of goodbye,
The sounds of goodbye.

The scratching of a pencil writing words upon a note
I'll need to read;
The pounding of the heart so loud it's drowning out the words

I want to speak;
The kitchen light that switches off while I lie here alone;
Sudden darkness echoes through my mind.

I've got a lonesome feeling that I'm hearing
The sounds of goodbye,
The sounds of goodbye.

The clicking of your high heels down the stairway
And across the marble floor.
I call your name and hear a deafening silence,
Then the closing of the door;
A roaring motor in the street, a stranger's cutting voice,
And a violent rush of teardrops from my eyes,

I've got a lonesome feeling that I'm hearing
The sounds of goodbye,
The sounds of goodbye,
The sounds of goodbye,
The sounds of goodbye,
The sounds of goodbye.