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