Max Ferguson, Jill Sobule - On the Train Lyrics

She thinks that I'm staring, out the window of this train
When in fact, I'm looking at, her reflection
Just that blurry image helps to ease my constant pain
But I'm too shy to look, in her direction

He thinks that I'm reading, this old sleepy, dusty book
But every chance, I steal a glance, in his direction
Every opportunity I grab another look
And I hope I will pass, his inspection

As we approach a curve, I wish I had the nerve
To strike up, our first conversation

The sunlight is growing dim, and I still peek at him
But I'm afraid the next stop is his station

And then I got off the train, and I never saw her again
But I still think about that girl on the train

And then he got off the train, and I never saw him again
But I still think about that guy on the train

And I wonder
If she Ever
Thinks
About me