INTRO Drop a pebble to the tide, watch the ripples sail to sea With no way of ever knowing where they land The love I have for you is something stolen and abused Its shape and colour you don't understand Who could love you more than me Tell me who has loved you more than me N.C. Ring those bells for now I'm coming home My search is done you know I'm growing old The race is run , the day is getting cold The train has come to the end of the line Tie a message to bird, send it sailing to the sky With you as its only port of call The need I have for you, It will remain as true But the messenger now wears a different shawl Chorus same as above except last line The train has come to the end of the line