Oh My God

I’ll sit in a train when the night is on

Look through the window

Straight at everyone

And I’ll know when they feel fine

Or just trying to keep their mind

Thinking ‘oh my god, what is that all about’

I’ll borrow a smile from a guy uptown

I’ll borrow a secret kept from everyone

And there’s a girl who sits and writes

You can tell that she’s so uptight

Thinking ‘oh my god, what is that all about’

And the one at the side,

He’s an older man

Rolling a smoke with his tobacco hands

Probably thinking of his wife

Blaming her for messing up his life

Thinking ‘oh my god, I just could do without’

Little kid sitting right outside

Staring at me, that’s always how he hides

And he knows the ‘whens’ and ‘whys’

And he never wants to say goodbye

Saying “I’m your god, you don’t need anyone