Oh
the graffiti on the train
Oh
the graffiti on the train oh no
Roll
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
Roll
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
