Faces on a Train

I'm the first one on at the Ashland station Got a long way to go to my destination Yeah, I always ride in the same old seat Right in the middle where I can see Faces on a train Faces on a train There's a woman thumbing paper in a company folder Black leather bag hangin' off her shoulder With a pinstripe suit and her hair pulled back She's a northbound woman on the management track Faces on a train Faces on a train There's an old man sitting with his hands in his lap From a ticker tape world where they all wore hats And I wonder why he rides alone If there's anyone waiting for him when he gets back home Faces on a train Faces on a train I don't know you I don't know you I don't know nothin' 'bout you And you don't know me You don't know me You don't know nothin' 'bout me Wish I knew you Wish I knew you Wish I knew somethin' 'bout you Wish you knew me Wish you knew me Faces on a train Faces on a train Faces on a train We're all just Faces on a train Doors slide open and a couple walks in He hangs on the rail, she hangs on to him I can't be sure but it might be love 'Cause the old man smiles and his eyes well up Faces on a train We're all just Faces on a train Never there early but we're always on time We'll go our own way at the end of the line And you don't know me And I don't know you But we share the same air for a minute or two On a train Faces on a train Wish I knew you Wish I knew you Wish I knew somethin' 'bout you Wish you knew me Wish you knew me Wish you knew somethin' bout' me Faces on a train