The Six O’Clock Train and a Girl with Green Eyes
It's hard to concentrate on waiting
Wondering if she will know my face
And trying to remember
That it might've been the time
Or maybe might've been the place
In an underground railroad station
Just out of the rain
So much depend on the six o'clock train
And a girl with green eyes
The hands of the subway clock
Are almost straight up and down
Way back in that dark black tunnel
I thought I heard a sound
Will she know me when she sees me
Or wait to hear my voice
When I see her walking through the steam
In the maddening rush hour noise
In an underground railroad station
Just out of the rain
So much depend on the six o'clock train
And a girl with green eyes
So silly in my nervousness
So crazy in my fear
I asked a man with a brown suit on
"Does the six o'clock stop here?"
He reassured my quickly
And turned as if in pain
And I wondered maybe he like I
Depended on the train
In an underground railroad station
Just out of the rain
So much depend on the six o'clock train
And a girl with green eyes