Girl On a Train
In the early morning rain
I saw a blossom fall
landing softly on the garden wall
and for a moment I tried to recall
that girl I met on the train
I had a second cup of coffee
as I tried to remember her name
looking out on the rain,wondering if she even liked me
Well, beauty is only skin deep all the same
But would I ever see her again?
Indeed it's a small world
My friend told me he had also met a girl on the train
as he described her to me
I knew it was the very same girl that I had met
He had gotten her phone number
And said that they might soon go on a date
But he couldn't remember her name
I wondered if her heart he did win
But I found out later she had a twin!
From the Title: early morning rain
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