Fair Haired Traveller
On a train ride from some place bad, to some place little better; In-between my youth and manhood, was the place I met her; She was just a skinny, brown-eyed girl, with a hunger for tomorrow; And I was then obese by pain, I had all that I could swallow; Oh fair haired travelling girl; Keep on travelling on; Oh fair haired travelling girl; It's just the seat that you have is wrong; Her eyes were packing passed regrets, in her lips there was redemption; And she mistook my coat for love, as she wore it for affection; As she took the seat beside me, I inhaled all of her laughter; And she forgot there is a past, while I forgot there is an after; Oh fair haired travelling girl; Keep on travelling on; Oh fair haired travelling girl; It's just the seat that you have is wrong; On a train ride from some place gone, to some place almost certain; In-between my flesh and bone, was the place I met her; And wrapped up in my coat of shame, she laid there sleeping tightly; And as the train pulled to another stop, I knew that she'd go on without me; Oh fair haired travelling girl; Keep on travelling on; Oh fair haired travelling girl; It's just the seat that you have is wrong; 