On the D Train

Words and music by Joe Dickinson

We were standing on the corner

Talking about the things we do

The city streets were made of madness

And I am you…

I remember New York City

I remember the Taj Mahal

I remember the sunlight in your eyes

Like we never lived at all

Oh can you hear my heart?

You’re holding it in your hands

Don’t let me down, I am waiting

On the D train

On the D train

We were walking on the river

In the middle of black and white

I heard a sound and so I stumbled

Into the string of a strangers kite

Oh can you hear my heart?

You’re holding it in your hands

Don’t let me down, I am waiting

On the D train

On the D train

Freedom’s father called my phone

He stabbed a knife right into my back

I’m not afraid to show my feelings

Or to list all the things I lack

Oh can you hear my heart?

You’re holding it in your hands

Don’t let me down, I am waiting

On the D train

On the D train

(Instrumental ending)

Copyright 2004 Dickinson

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