Wouldn’t have been so bad if she had known   It would be the last day before you traveled home   She found out Tuesday while reading the union news   A few weeks too late to say goodbye to you   Maybe this world is just spinning too fast   Can’t see around the corner can’t hold on to the past   Painting of Jesus and the girl down the hall   And all the other faces that hang onto your wall   Fly away…   Now Wednesday morning I got you on my mind   This will be the first year I haven’t spent January crying.   Well, the world’s turned white and the wind is screaming.   Got to go to work, got to find some meaning…      Time to sit alone and think of you   Quiet conversation, simple tribute   To small town hotels with nothing much to do   Except just sit around and talk with you