Album: Hearts on the Nightline
Sitting here in a remote station
Nowhere to go, babe
But I'm still waiting
And watching the passing trains in the night
Out on their lonely and desperate flight
Sometimes you know, I get so discouraged
Why's everyone got to look so worried
I'm looking out from the bridge in the rain
Watching the passing trains
Passing trains
Got to have some destination
Before they pull out from the station
And even the engineer
Got to have his directions clear
All of you people that run from your pain
Look like the passing trains
I had the feeling in New York City
Must have some method of madness in me
People talk to themselves all alone
Live on the edge of the desperate zone
Young girls stranded on every corner
Funeral cars with not one mourner
Nothing connects from my eyes to my brain
Watching the passing trains