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.