| Sometimes you see someone
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| When you’ve 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 they’re feeling it too
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| But there ain’t nothin' you gonna do
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| Except for imagine who you might have been with them
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| They’re not tryin' to make it last
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| Just enjoying each second as they pass
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| 'Cause as these little brick houses are flying by
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| '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 you’re holdin' 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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| It’s kinda like a spider’s web
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| I just can’t seem to sake you off
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| So I look your way again
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| You’re staring off trying to pretend
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| Like you haven’t noticed me at all
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| But don’t feel guilty it don’t mean much
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| The truth is the two of us ain’t never gonna touch
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| 'Cause as these little brick houses are flying by
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| '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 you’re holdin' 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 can’t 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 |