It's about that time a season There's another breeze, uh, blowing from the south And you took a train Took a train so far from me But when I found out you had it all sorted out Ticket in hand to glide away I can't get to you Northbound Can you reach me from across this large and Open crowd we have created through the years? There's nothing else that really feels then losing touch While you still hold near But when I found out you had it all settled down Ticket in hand to glide away I can't get to you