I’d Rather Be Traveling Gregory and the Hawk

You could not tell me yourself
So, I wish you well

You couldn't be there yourself
Wish you well

If I said to you now why I didn't go
If I wait for you...
Well, I didn't go

You couldn't be here yourself
So, I wish you well

Days they come, like nights, so lonely and cold
And you are like a slippery fish to hold