Seems to me, turn out to be.
You couldn't handle all the things you wanted to.
So when she says that love is dead.
The open sky lay up ahead, it cries for you.
It cries for you.
You've been waiting for the last train to whistle.
Feeling sorry for yourself.
You have always known the one way to go.
It is the road that lies ahead my friend.
Into the sun, we wish you well and hope the road will help you find yourself again.
Into the sun, to face the west.
And maybe all the earth will see when you find rest.
Caught up fast, but what won't last used to hide it well until it got to you.
All in the name of good time waves.
You used to like to walk until the floor fell through on you.
You've been waiting for the last train to whistle.
Feeling sorry for yourself.
You have always known the one way to go, it is the road that lies ahead my friend.
Into the sun, we wish you well and.
Hope the road will help you find yourself again.
Into the sun to face the west.
And maybe all the earth will see when you find rest.
And maybe all the earth will see when you find rest.