See her standing at the platform
wind that makes her hair a mess
wind that dries her teary eyes now
unveils a girl in a poor dress.
See her standing, nearly sixteen
train that comes will take away
the girl who’s forced to take a run now
send away on a shameful day.
And all she’s got [break]
and all she’s got [break]
and all she’s got is a paperboard suitcase
is a paperboard suitcase
is a paperboard box [break]
See her standing on the platform
where she’s going, no one cares
has to run, she had no choice now
to leave behind those sad affairs.
See her standing, silently weeping
a lonely girl on a windy day
and as the train comes all she hopes now
that the wind will point her final way.
(c) Geurt Franzen/2013