Lyrics:

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 could 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.