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
M mm m m m m m
* 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 fairy tale 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
( * )
My beautiful stranger will have to remain A love that come and left with the train
My beautiful stranger
