Miss Train

Looking away now
I've been caught, my eyes freeze
Right into yours, then I stare at your lips
And the temperature rises

Funny man is sitting next to us
Your friend can't help it
We hold our laughter
While we peak each other's reaction
My mind dances thinking of
Your skin, addictive sin
Fog in my thoughts
I can only see you

Frame by frame 
I take pictures of you
In my brain
It drives me insane
That we might not see
Each other again
I'm gonna stop this train
I don't want it to end.