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The Corner of 5th and Main


These are the lives of lonely people It persists, what can we say? When told to leave, it pleads to stay The perfect person, imperfect time The room is filled with empty sighs and wine She sits there, alone Finger tracing the edge of the glass Thinking of the boy The boy from the train He sits there, surrounded Beautiful women everywhere His mind wanders back Back to the girl from the train These are the lives of lonely people Minds full of thought Full of one another Replaying conversations Like they had just happened Coffee. They talked about coffee How there was this one shop Right on the corner Of 5th and Main Run. They ran as fast as they could He searched frantically for her She searched frantically for him Defeated, they waited for a cab They will return tomorrow And the next day And the next He gets in his cab She gets in her cab Love at second sight
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