Sitting on the Cambridge train,
I saw the letters of your name
Printed on your worn briefcase
Before I'd even seen your face.
You glanced at me across the aisle
And flashed at me the shyest smile,
Sometimes I fall in love on trains with strangers.
Spitting sparks like spinning wheels
Skipping heart, alive with zeal,
I saw it all, the time we'd spend
From beginning to the end;
Through long hot summer and longer winters
Til love turned sore like sickly splinters.
I'd seen you smile, then seen you bleed,
I'd seen you cry, then seen you flee
From the wreck we'd slowly built,
From tired comfort, sick with guilt,
From an aged bitter life lived too soon,
From one love, one dream, now split in two.
Our love was over there and then
As we pulled into platform ten.
My heart had tasted love and loss
Before arriving at Kings Cross.
You left the train, I left my dreams
On the Cambridge train set for Kings-Lynn.
Sometimes I fall in love on trains with strangers.
I saw the letters of your name
Printed on your worn briefcase
Before I'd even seen your face.
You glanced at me across the aisle
And flashed at me the shyest smile,
Sometimes I fall in love on trains with strangers.
Spitting sparks like spinning wheels
Skipping heart, alive with zeal,
I saw it all, the time we'd spend
From beginning to the end;
Through long hot summer and longer winters
Til love turned sore like sickly splinters.
I'd seen you smile, then seen you bleed,
I'd seen you cry, then seen you flee
From the wreck we'd slowly built,
From tired comfort, sick with guilt,
From an aged bitter life lived too soon,
From one love, one dream, now split in two.
Our love was over there and then
As we pulled into platform ten.
My heart had tasted love and loss
Before arriving at Kings Cross.
You left the train, I left my dreams
On the Cambridge train set for Kings-Lynn.
Sometimes I fall in love on trains with strangers.
