Southbound Train
I'm sitting on a southbound train staring at the sky.
I'm thinking of my childhood and i'm trying not to cry.
While a stranger sleeps against me and it feels like i'm his wife,
the towns and cities flutter past like the pages of my life.
My heart is on the baggage rack it's heavy as can be
I wish that I could find someone who would carry it for me.
Just to pay it some attention and to handle it with care,
because it has been dropped and is in need of some repair.
Some things I know.
Some things I guess.
Some things I wish that I could learn to express.
Like the way that I feel as I stare at the sky.
And I remember your voice and the sound of goodbye.
Maybe it's the autumn....chill.
Maybe it's the rain.
Maybe I should wake the stranger and ask him his name.
But my eyes they would betray me and my words could not defend.
No, I must learn to wait my turn before I love again.
Some things I know.
Some things I guess.
Some things I wish that I could learn to express.
Like the way that I feel as I stare at the sky.
And I remember your voice and the sound of goodbye.
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