Sometimes you see someone
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When youa¢æ¢âve already got someone
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Still you wonder what if they had come
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Along, a long time ago
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You know that theya¢æ¢âre feeling it too
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But there aina¢æ¢ât nothina¢æ¢â you gonna do
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Except for imagine who you might have been with them
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Theya¢æ¢âre not tryina¢æ¢â to make it last
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Just enjoying each second as they pass
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a¢æ?Cause as these little brick houses are flying by
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a¢æ?Neath the flickering of the railcar lights
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I let myself get lost in your eyes a while
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Not another passenger in here can see
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How in my mind youa¢æ¢âre holdina¢æ¢â me
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While outside the cold makes snow out of the rain
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But in here were just strangers on a train
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Start to smile, I turn my head
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Ita¢æ¢âs kinda like a spidera¢æ¢âs web
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I just cana¢æ¢ât seem to sake you off
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So I look your way again
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Youa¢æ¢âre staring off trying to pretend
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Like you havena¢æ¢ât noticed me at all
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But dona¢æ¢ât feel guilty it dona¢æ¢ât mean much
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The truth is the two of us aina¢æ¢ât never gonna touch
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a¢æ?Cause as these little brick houses are flying by
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a¢æ?Neath the flickering of the railcar lights
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I let myself get lost in your eyes a while
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Not another passenger in here can see
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How in my mind youa¢æ¢âre holdina¢æ¢â me
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While outside the cold makes snow out of the rain
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But in here were just strangers on a train
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Brakes grind, I gotta go
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Reach down pick up my coat
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Afraid that you might stop me in the aisle
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Watch my breath rising in the air
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I cana¢æ¢ât do nothing but just stand there
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As you press your hand against the windowpane
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And I wave to my stranger on a train
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My stranger on a train
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Strangers On A Train
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| David Nail |
