Matthews There were people waiting, just standing in line There were faces that nobody knew And all I could see was the people around They were crying their eyes out for you Crying their eyes out for you. I stood by your window but I would not go in Then I followed you down all the way And when it was over, most everyone said : 'What a beautiful, beautiful day' 'What a beautiful day'. I picked up the feeling and I started to play But I could not begin to know why And when it was over, with nobody near Then I called it my wailing goodbye I called it a wailing goodbye.