Through the dirty windows of a train I saw things clearly The tranquil waters of the Hudson I was passing by It's the end of summertime. I'll be with you tonight and maybe We shall wake to autumn's splendor when our eyes meet the morning light And I've been traveling alone in the caverns around Grand Central And I was traveling alone when the train broke into light When I'm not traveling alone I am loving and gentle But now I'm traveling alone, and alone can be all right I left our house and home when winter turned to springtime I put my past security aside Past tears and pain I came to feel my strength Clearly I came to know that on myself I could rely And I've been traveling alone in the caverns around Grand Central And I was traveling alone when the train broke into light When I'm not traveling alone I am loving and gentle But now I'm traveling alone, and alone can be all right Where water meets the beach there comes a separating Hills reach ever upward to the sky The earth and air know their domains. The trains pass by And, clearly, something says the summer's over The land's been parched and dried And I've been waiting for you, for a touch that's warm and gentle And I've been waiting for you to say you'd like to try And I've been waiting for you, confused and temperamental And I've been waiting for you: this truth I won't deny In a year of thirteen moons we write so many tunes And, teary, we shall grieve the past and learn to leave what's passed behind When I wake alone at night I sometimes think of you. I nearly Fail to realize in the morning light I'll not be blind