Freight Train Songtext

without regret or backward look
without mark
from the years you took

What love waits ahead for you
when you've been freed
from my clutching hands, clutching hands
grasping, groping furiously
for scraps of what our love had been
for sweetness I have failed to give

Catch me round the throat again
still my heart, my song, my feet, my hands
make me sweet and strong
like the one you wanted all along
a woman
with a victory song