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.