The letter came by post "The first Friday in June"
Thinking this day had come around too soonThe letter box an unexpected sound".
A government letter falling to the ground
There wasn’t too much time to take it all in
My loves lost journey about to begin
Our time had run out , now feeling alone
Trying to hold back a tear, chilled to the bone
The long train pulled slowly out of the station
He was proud to be fighting for his nation
All I could feel was my heart breaking
Feeling lonely with the trains light fading
It was so hard to watch my love disappear
Watching the train, I whispered a prayer
Hoping it was heard somewhere above
End this war and bring back my love
But war took my love from our hometown
I will sleep tonight in his dressing gown
I hold his picture, kiss his face
The silver frame cannot replace his grace
The train was boarded from the cold platform
Hugging each other , trying to keep warm
All I could feel was my heart breaking
But my loves light would never be fading
As I now look through our wooden chest
Fond memories of you and I are blessed
My love went to war and in God we trust
Now hopes and prayers have faded to dust
Tears continue as I remember that train
It took you away to a distant terrain
I hear a faint whistle blowing down the track
And the sound of your voice " I'll be right back"
The trains been cancelled or running late
No sound of the whistle blowing down the track
Just the silent echo of you never coming back
I will sleep tonight in his dressing gown
I hold his picture, kiss his face
The silver frame cannot replace his grace