I stand on the tallest building And stare down at the grey runway And the tail-smoke of the Boeing jet That's taking you so far away. Believe me, I don't want you to leave me; Look in my eyes and you'll see them Imagine just how sad I'll be In some future day when I turn And no longer see your face. All I can now cry is goodbye, love, goodbye. In a week, in a month, in a year, In a lifetime how I'll feel none can tell. All I know is now you're going There's really no-one here to help. Already it's too late, you're through the boarding-gate And walking on the tarmac. Already you are free, already you've left me And cannot bear to look back, A brief taxi on the runway, Then up into the stilling night sky; And I'm standing on the observation tower, My eyes too dimmed by distance to cry. All I can now do is walk away alone, --------------------------------------------------------------