A lady stands before an open window

looking so far away

she can almost feel the southern winds blow

gently touching his restless day



He turns from his window to me

sad smile his apology

sad eyes reaching to the door



Daylight loses to another evening

still he spares me words goodbye

sits alone beside me fighting his feelings

struggles to speak but in the end can only cry



Suddenly it's so hard to find

the sound of the words to speak his troubled mind

so I'm offering ease to him as if to be kind



There's a train every day

leading either way

there's a world you know

there's a way to go

I soon believe it's just as well

this is my opening farewell



A child's drawings left there on the table

and a woman's silk is lying on the floor

I would keep them here if I were able

to lock you safe behind it's open door



Suddenly it's so clear to me

that I'd ask you to see what you may never see

now my kind words find their way back to me



There's a train every day

leading either way

there's world you know

got a way to go

I soon believe it's just as well

this is my opening farewell



This is my opening farewell.