Sweet Wednesday - Going Over Brooklyn lyrics

I think I know you from another subway car Maybe something from December of '94 The way you tap your foot and look out in the distance And now I'm tapping with the force of your persistence And we tap And my hair still looks like crap From this morning when I didn't have time to brush it Chorus: Ooh, going over Brooklyn Ooh, riding in the air... I think that other time you looked me in the eye I think eventually we even got to, "Hi." But now you look out like you don't even remember Come on, what's three years compared to one great moment in time? You know it really was sublime, take my word for it Chorus: Ooh, going over Brooklyn Ooh, riding in the air... I see your sketchbook lying open on your lap You've drawn a woman and she's caught inside a trap And she looks at me like I'm supposed to help her Maybe rescue her or ask you to undraw her And I can't, and as the subway starts to slant, I stumble forward Some lady yells at me I bumped into her thigh Somebody steadies me, somebody pa**es by And all these plastic seats are slowing turning empty I'm way past my stop but maybe you'll remember Looking up, you'll say, "Let's go out for a cup and have a few kids." Chorus: Ooh, going over Brooklyn Ooh, riding in the air...