My Word - The Railway Children

I greet you but you’re shakin' like a leaf

I can’t tell what’s underneath

The ragged hat you wear

But it’s beautiful

A holiday in her gaze

The sweetest day

That’s okay

My word, there’s such a multitude

My word of different avenues

Down one of them

I lost my word for you

See what happens to your beauty in a rage

You set heavens gates ajar

I stumble into old age

But I’m back again

A holiday in her gaze

The sweetest day

That’s okay

My word, there’s such a multitude

My word of different avenues

Down one of them

I lost my word for you

You cannot be so sure

Of all the things you are

Cannot be too sure

Of all the things you are

You cannot be too sure