It was late when she got on the train
Found a space between the coffee stains
Struggling to lift her suitcase
Pushing back the hair from her face
Here in my seat
I feel a rush beneath my feet
She's just a girl on a train
I'll probably never see her again
The girl on the train
Never even asked her her name
The girl on the train
Wonder if she's feeling the same
She looks listlessly at magazines
Past the horoscopes and beauty creams
Through the suburbs and the scrub land
I wonder whether she understands
This world is drab
You've got to take what you can grab
She's just a girl on a train
I'll probably never see her again
The girl on the train
Never even asked her her name
The girl on the train
Wonder if she's feeling the same
Through the suburbs
And the scrub land
I wonder whether
She understands
This world is drab
You've got to take what you can grab
She's just a girl on a train
I'll probably never see her again
The girl on the train
Never even asked her her name
The girl on the train
Wonder if she's feeling the same
- :
- Miscellaneous
- Night On Earth
- Rialto
- NME: Independent and All Still Taking Liberties, Volume 1
- CMJ New Music Monthly, Volume 62: October 1998
- Monday Morning 5:19
- Shine: Best of 97
- Shine 10
- Bite Back and Boogie (B Magazine April 1999)
- Untouchable
- Connected
- Q the Music 8
- Q the Music 7
- Common People - Brit Pop: The Story
- Melody Maker: 1998 The Album
- The Brit Box
- Me gusta conducir
- Girl on a Train
- Essential Sounds, Volume 2
- Q the Music 3