Yours' is over,  And I'm not the one who caught the bouquet  I am nowhere,  But some might say that this is somewhere  Showed up by coincidence,  Left no trace, no evidence at all  Denial is my preference  It's better if my conscience doesn't know  Run away, and stay away for quite some time  You'll find me walking on the other side  I have a completely different ticket to ride  I'm skin and bone, waiting on a train  I travel alone  Will we fall in love again? Time will show  No one knows  I'm thinking about the day,  When I'll se you in a subway hall  Will you recognize me,  And will you remember anything at all  And I know it's gonna rain that day  I pray for stormy weather  So I can see you waring my favourite sweater  And there's a seat right  Next to me, and it's still not taken  So, come on in, let's talk about it,  And start over again