C Em7 Am G Finally the moment’s come and here we stand, C Em7 Am And all the words have gone, along with all the plans Dm G G7 And though the hands are surely moving on the clock, C Am G For us, this moment, time itself has stopped. [Verse 2] C Em7 Am G Our early morning eyes still feel a little sore C Em7 Am And bodies sweetly aching from the night before. Dm F G I can feel the cold platform through my shoes. C G Am G There must be something to be said, but what's the use. [Verse 3] C Em7 Am The wind picks up some paper and it blows it past our feet C Em7 Am We watch it, grateful that our eyes don't have to meet. Dm F G A screaming whistle rips the air C Em Am G And takes away the last seconds we have shared. C Em7 Am In still photographs the train begins its run C Em7 Am G And all the words I should've said suddenly have come. Dm F G G7 Someone touches me and asks me for a light, C G Am G And wonders if I'm feeling quite all right, C G Am G C G Am G And I say, "Yes". [Verse 4] C Em7 Am C On another platform, there's a train. Em7 Am The same old scene is to be shot again. Dm F G7 The wind picks up some paper, and with it I shall ride C G Am G C Out through the door marked 'exit' into the world outside.