Beautiful Stranger

Beautiful stranger, sitting right there
Looked up at me and my dark curly hair
Looked back for a second, didn′t want to be rude
I tend to fall in love on the tube

Beautiful stranger, sitting right there
Reading the newspaper, stuck to his chair
I swore that he smiled and I felt my heart drop
Heard the doors open, came to my stop

What if I hadn’t left the train
At Ladbroke Grove? Would I know his name?
Maybe we would have exchanged a few words
A fairytale moment could have occurred
But my beautiful stranger will have to remain
A stranger until I see him again
See him again

Beautiful stranger, catching my stare
It′s fate we collided right then back there
I wonder if he felt the same thing too
Innocent crush on the morning commute

What if I would’ve stayed on the train?
Dared to stand up and ask for his name?
Maybe we would have exchanged a few words
A fairytale moment could have occurred
But my beautiful stranger will have to remain
A stranger until I see him again
See him again

My beautiful stranger will have to remain
A love that came and left with this train
My beautiful stranger