Текст: Nanci Griffith. Poet in My Window.

Goodbye gray skies
I see my heart comin' round the bend
The sun's comin' up on the Poet In My Window
Her saving grace is my old friend

An' I'll never lose if my heart goes flyin'
If I sail it true and set it free
It'll come flyin' home, be waitin' in my window
And callin' for the poet in me

And I wish you well for your whole lines
I watch you change within the new
You've got a pocket full of gold dust waitin' just around the corner
To free that poet in your moon

An' you'll never lose if your heart goes flyin'
If you sail it free and keep it true
'Cause it'll come flyin' home and be waitin' in your window
Callin' for the poet in you

An' I never lose if my heart goes flyin'
If I sail it true and I set it free
It comes flyin' home, it's waitin' in my window
An' callin' for the poet in me

Fly on your poet's wings with a freed heart
Love'll find you strong and young again