Darryl Rahn - W4 Lyrics

W4

"Stand clear of the closing doors"
Said the woman on the intercom
As we bustled through that ruthless weekend crowd
We were packed tight as canned sardines
In the heat of mid-July
A bead of sweat across your brow
I just looked at you as you looked at the ground
A baby cried, a woman spoke to herself
An older man fell fast asleep
All our paths and stories crossing silently
You were saying something about the plans you had made
For the fast-approaching fall
As we screeched out of 14th
I just smiled at you as you smiled back at me
After seven stops, made it out alive
Crossed the platform to the stairs
When you took my hand to lead us through the herd
And we laid side by side as the daylight died
Over Washington Square Park
The kind of calm that needs no words
So I just stared at you as you stared at the birds
"Stand clear of the closing doors"
Says the woman on the intercom
Can't believe how it's already been a year
"Stand clear of the closing doors"
Repeats the woman on the intercom
And now those words make me wish I still had you here
How those words make me wish I still had you