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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