Waking up on a subway platform, chasing those dreams away
With trudging through my sad forms, speak with my mouth agape
Slumps on the chilly platform, grumbles music of the day
Must change this uniform and must learn what not to say
Kiss of the night and day, and I'm sleeping on my way
No room for dirty fingers, no room for one to blame
And I say
Take my ungrateful heart, throw it down the subway line
Take my unfaithful knot and pull apart the itchy twine
Make me a better plea, which line goes to the sea
I'm sleeping on a subway line and I got no peace of mind
Won't you just lay to sleep with your head all filled with sheep
But how can your livestock graze when the sheep are caught inside your maze
I'll cry before I talk, I'll run before I walk
My love is with my flock, but the trains gone by and I've missed the stop
I'll sleep when I die