Time and glass block. Subway lines
Have driven our souls apart
Subway lines, I wish it all weren't over
But perhaps that's for the better
Up and down escalators, turnstiles -
Love is here but not happiness
The engine driver doesn't realise
That he's driving me away from you
Time and glass block. Subway lines
Have driven our souls apart
Subway lines, I wish it all weren't over
But perhaps that's for the better
Like zombies changing trains
People are getting in and out
I'm standing all alone
All in love but out of your care.
Time and glass block. Subway lines
Have driven our souls apart
Subway lines, I wish it all weren't over
But perhaps that's for the better
Train, halt for at least one moment
I'll see the reflection of you
In the red stop lights
Here's the last stop to our conversations.
Time and glass block. Subway lines
Have driven our souls apart
Subway lines, I wish it all weren't over
But perhaps that's for the better
Time and glass block. Subway lines
Have driven our souls apart
Subway lines, I wish it all weren't over
But perhaps that's for the better