Owen Temple - Open window

Through the open window I can hear a passing train In the gentle wind I can smell the coming rain I can tell its dusk by the shadow on the wall But I dont know if youre in love with me at all I can watch the sky and I always seem to know Just before an old blue northers gonna blow I can tell that summers giving was to fall But I dont know if youre in love with me at all Maybe you could show some kind of sign And then at least Id know that you never will be mine Maybe you could say so Id believe That you love me and youre never gonna leave With the winter wind the autumn leaves will fall But I dont know if youre in love with me at all Just before you go Im gonna see it in your eyes And Ill feel it in your gentle alibis Ill hear it like that lonesome whistles call And Ill know you werent in love with me at all And I know youll never be in love at all