And I remember your voice and the sound of goodbye
Just to pay it some attention and to handle it with care

No, I must learn to wait my turn before I love again

Like the way that I feel as I stare at the sky
The towns and cities flutter past like the pages of my life
Like the way that I feel as I stare at the sky
Because it has been dropped and is in need of some repair
Maybe I should wake the stranger and ask him his name
While a stranger sleeps against me and it feels like I'm his wife
Maybe it's the autumn chill, maybe it's the rain
My heart is on the baggage-rack, it's heavy as can be

But my eyes, they would betray me and my words could not defend
And I remember your voice and the sound of goodbye
Some things I know, some things I guess
Some things I wish that I could learn to express
Some things I know, some things I guess
I wish that I could find someone who would carry it for me
Some things I wish that I could learn to express