Union Station - My Opening Farewell Lyrics

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My Opening Farewell

My Opening Farewell Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For My Opening Farewell By Union Station?
My love stands before the open window
Staring so far away He can almost feel the southern wind blow Almost touching my restless days He turns from the window to me Sad smile his apology Sad eyes reaching for the door Daylight loses to another evening And still he spares me the word goodbye He sits alone beside me fighting his feelings He struggles to speak but in the end I only cry Suddenly it's so hard to find The words that would help me speak my troubled mind He's offering these to me as if to be kind: There is a train everyday leaving either way There is a train everyday leaving either way There is a world, you know And there is a way to go And we'll soon be gone, it's just as well This is my opening farewell A child's drawing is on the table A woman's silk lying on the floor And he would keep me here if I were able And lock us safe behind this open door But suddenly it's so clear to me I've asked him to see what he may never see Now his kind words find their way back to me There is a train everyday leaving either way There is a world, you know And there is a way to go And we'll soon be gone, it's just as well This is my opening farewell |
Who Wrote My Opening Farewell By Union Station?
Jackson Browne
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What's The Duration Of The My Opening Farewell By Union Station?The duration of My Opening Farewell is 4:08 minutes and seconds. |
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