Strangers on a Train My car broke down and so I took the train today. Packed into the bustling crowd of people moving on, Tired of working, slumping down into a seat, Eyes downcast, I tried not to look around At the strangers on a train. Speeding West, heading back to my lonely home, Just as it was every day before. I pushed my way out the door, and caught a flash of light - I didn't bother to turn and look At some stranger on a train. But when I failed to turn around, had I missed something important? Someone that I should have really met. Had I missed the one when I hurried away? Had I exchanged my chance for love With just strangers on a train? And if I take the train again, Will I just see strangers on a train? May, 2007