Boy on a Train

I take the train downtown every day
You get on Fifth and Market
It’s none of my business
You shouldn’t have to ride
Someone who cares enough
Should drive you
That’s what I’d say
But I’m just a boy on a train
Sometimes I’m lost in the clickety clack
Houses slip by my window
One could be mine
You could be waiting there
I could be covered
In your kisses
Like crazy rain
But I’m just a boy on a train
Every so often
You carry a light green bag
Once on a Thursday
You smiled at me
Then we’d have coffee
Then we’d have children
Then we have Main Street
Thank you conductor
For your kindly warning
That the doors have closed
I missed my stop and I’m late again
Soon to be reprimanded
And if I’m fired
I’ll ever so kindly reply
«Do what you must
For I’m resilient
For I’ve seen a face
So shining and brilliant
That I’ve been a king
If just for one moment»
One moment of fame
For a boy on a train