The sky grows bigger every day
and the other week i hopped on a train
cutting through state lines
to come to you as the crow flies
and out there in there offing everything was melon and orange
did you know, my sweet
that i once took the liberty of watching you in your sleep?
i rolled over and over
trying to touch your knees underneath the sheets
i just want you to know
that every pool of water reminds me of you
is that all right?
i hope you think it's cool
'cause sometimes a train can't go as fast as i want it to
everything seemed a little easier
when we weren't one hundred miles apart
the person across from me
sitting in her train seat, reminded me of you
and i looked out past her cheeks
through the glass-light conduit
but the sun had sunk already
disappeared into new jersey
oh, why don't they have phones on these things?