Tekstovi: Gillian Welch. Leaving Train.

The finest silver needle
Shouldn't ever slide between
When lovers stand as parting friends
Gonna put myself on a leaving train
And I won't come back again

I could wait 'til morning
If it don't come down today
A dime says I won't be satisfied
Gonna put myself on a leaving train
And I won't come back again

The words that go unspoken
On the corner of the sun
And the cooling air of the evening shade
And the breathless house on the sleeping plain
And the last taillight on the leaving train
And I won't come back again
And I won't come back again