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...