Goodbye george, all things must pass Here comes the sun to take the youngest one at last when the dark horse, turned the lights out i remember when the wonderwall came down sunset comes for every one we're blue for you within or without you we're lost goodbye george Liverpool to Bangladesh Your guitar is gently weeping in our heads a record spun, round and round and you taught me how to hear another sound there's something in the way you made me feel some little mystery revealed to help us heal... sunset comes for everyone...for everyone... we're blue for you within and without you we're lost, goodbye... goodbye george, all things must pass here comes the sun to take the youngest one at last