It's so hard to say good-night in the dying of the light
it's so hard when you know that what you're saying is good-bye
Now if I thought I'd see you again,
if I thought we could still be friends
then to say good-night would not be hard
cuz it wouldn't mean good-bye
So engrave my name on this barroom chair
I ain't gonna go nowhere
I don't want the night to end if it means I won't see you again
Stretch your hands out, time, so long
you delay the coming of the dawn
pull the window-shades down so low
that the night will go on and on
Don't tell my love it's time to go
bartender, keep his glass well-filled
make him forget himself until
he thinks he loves me still
Oh, I know, I ought to let him go
he don't love me anymore
I should love him like the clouds love the hills
but my love's as heavy as stone
So bartender let my love lay down
and I'll buy us all another round
If we stay here til we all pass out
then we won't have to say good-night
if we stay here til the end of time
then we won't have to say good-bye