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