It was late when she got on the train
Found a space between the coffee stains
Struggling to lift her suitcase
Pushing back the hair from her face
Here in my seat
I feel a rush beneath my feet
She`s just a girl on a train
I`ll probably never see her again
The girl on the train
Never even asked her her name
The girl on the train
Wonder if she`s feeling the same
She looks listlessly at magazines
Past the horoscopes and beauty creams
Through the suburbs and the scrubland
I wonder whether she understands
This world is drab
You`ve got to take what you can grab
She`s just a girl on a train
I`ll probably never see her again
The girl on the train
Never even asked her her name
The girl on the train
Wonder if she`s feeling the same
Through the suburbs and the scrubland
I wonder whether she understands
This world is drab
You`ve got to take what you can grab
She`s just a girl on a train
I`ll probably never see her again
The girl on the train
Never even asked her her name
The girl on the train
Wonder if she`s feeling the same