Sitting on the subway
waiting for the time
Sitting on the subway
Wish that I would die
The out of no where
like a comet in the sky
You sit beside me
I have to wonder why
Stop by stop the train goes on
Smiles and glances fill the car
Stop by stop the train goes on
I hope that she is going far
After all the silence
A conversation starts
Nothing but smiles
The look in her eyes
Fills my heart is calm
The smell of her hair
All of these thing smash my senses like a bomb
And as all thing look up
The train it stops
I look up and see Yorkdale
and frown inside
Stand up
Look back
One last smile
Through the window as the car goes on
And let it roll away.
Why didn't I just stay on
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