Thought I saw you, Nico From the tram's back window Late on last Thursday night Underneath the street light From the tram it looked like You'd been there the whole night A whisper in the midnight That vanishes with daylight December's cold was calling And the snow was falling I thought as I rode back home "Why was she all alone?" Nico, you know I'm not your man, I know that You can take a stand On a midnight night tram A couple weeks slipped us past On the tram near Dundas She got on at that stop And as she sat down I thought "A lot of friends were talking About Nico's late night walking Lately you've been acting funny Where'd you get that money?" Nico, you know I'm not your man, I know that You can take a stand On a midnight night tram I moved a few seats over And as I brushed her shoulder She said, "Don't I know you? Yeah, we had friends in high school!" And as my stop got closer I turned my back towards her I don't know why I did that I wish I had told her that Nico, you know I'm not your man, I know that You can take a stand On a midnight night tram