Graffiti On The Train

Oh the graffiti on the train Oh the graffiti on the train oh no Rolling in to her life Oh the graffiti on the train oh Stepped outside he left his lover sleeping Rain falls he's drowning in his secret Wet streets are quiet as a church hall Last house where children kick the football Cross roads his heart is beating faster Getting close to asking her the question "Marry me" he wants to paint the words on The night train he's hiding with his spray cans And that is going to ride When the paint is done and dried oh come on Oh the graffiti on the train Oh the graffiti on the train Oh the graffiti on the train Oh she'll never be the same oh no Rolling in to her life Oh the graffiti on the train oh Day breaks as lovely as she wakes up Sips her cup and dusts her face in make up Black phone she hears the people whisper Someone died themselves train has slipped up Train comes the coach she's always used to The doors read a "Marry me I love you" Heart stops ecstatic and suspicious She makes the call but he don't pick the phone up The train sped down the line It was last train he would ride oh no Oh graffiti on the train Oh graffiti on the train Oh graffiti on the train Oh she will never be the same Oh god rolling back into her life Oh graffiti on the train oh