I’m the first one on, at the Ashline Station
Got a long way to go to my destination
Ya I always ride in the same old seat
Right in the middle where I can see
Faces on a train
Faces on a train

There's a woman throwing paper in a company folder
Black leather bag hanging off her shoulder
With a pin strip suit and her hair pulled back
She’s a northbound woman on the management track
Faces on a train
Faces on a train

There’s an old man sitting with his hands in his lap
From a ticket tape world, where they all wore hats
And I wonder why he rides alone
If there’s anyone waiting for him when he gets back home
Faces on a train
Faces on a train

I don’t know you
I don’t know you
I don’t know nothin' 'bout you
And you don’t know me
You don’t know me
You don’t know nothin' 'bout me
Wish I knew you
Wish I knew you
Wish I knew somethin' 'bout you
Wish you knew me
Wish you knew me
Faces on a train
Faces on a train
Faces on a train
(All just) Faces on a train

Door slides open and a couple walks in
He hangs on the rail, she hangs on to him
I can’t be sure but it might be love
Cause the old man smiles and his eyes well up
Faces on a train
(Were all just) Faces on a train

Never there early but were always on time
Well all go our own way at the end of the line
And you don’t know me
And I don’t know you
But we share the same air for a minute or two
On a train
Faces on a train
Wish I knew you
Wish I knew you
Wish I knew somethin' 'bout you
Wish you knew me
Wish you knew me
Wish I knew somethin' bout' me
Faces on a train