Sitting on a train
Near me lies a stranger
The ride is so mundane
I would rather be in danger

Taking a small glance at them
How can they sleep on a train so peacefully?
The train tracks are loud as a hen
Are they dreaming blissfully?

Kinda cute, are they single?
Nevermind, it's none of my buissness
Yet my hands excitedly wriggle
And I can't help but imagine as they lie here listless

The train sways as my heart beats fast
Sneaking another...