A lady stands before an open window



Staring so far away



She can almost feel the southern wind blow



Almost touching her restless day



She turns from her window to me



Sad smile her apology



Sad eyes reaching to the door



Daylight loses to another evening



And still she spares me the word goodbye



And sits alone beside me fighting her feelings



Struggles to speak but in the end can only cry



Suddenly its so hard to find



The sound of the words to speak her troubled mind



So I'm offering these to her as if to be kind:



There's a train everyday leaving either way



There's a world, you know



There's a way to go



And you'll soon be gone -- that's just as well



This is my opening farewell



A child's drawings left there on the table



And a woman's silk lying on the floor



And I would keep them here if I were able



Lock her safe behind this open door



But suddenly it's so clear to me



That I'd asked her to see what she may never see



And now my kind words find their way back to me



There's a train everyday leaving either way



There's a world, you know



You got a way's to go



And I'll soon believe -- it's just as well



This is my opening farewell