Bossa Meta

[Verse 1]

Hey you, I think it's probably been a week or two

Arms crossed beside the vestibule

Towards the end of the ride

Now I could swear it’s you

Platformed between the one-to-two

That's me behind the residue

If you could see me inside

[Chorus]

Every time I see your face

When both our train cars leave the station

Someday I'll be there to say goodbye

In a crowd of no relation

Heading towards a third location

I could love you if you’d let me try

[Verse 2]

Guess I was in a mood

It's just a kind of verisimilitude

That I could use when I'm far from you

Towards the end of the ride

It's like a centrifuge

Flung forth into my avenue

Someday if you are traveling through

I'll see you there on the line

[Chorus]

Every time I see your face

When both our train cars leave the station

Someday I'll be there to say goodbye

In a crowd of no relation

Heading towards a third location

I could love you if you'd let me try