Going Over Brooklyn Lyrics & Chords By Sweet Wednesday

I think I know you from another subway car
Maybe something from December of '94
The way you tap your foot and look out in the distance
And now I'm tapping with the force of your persistence
And we tap
And my hair still looks like crap
From this morning when I didn't have time to brush it

Chorus:
Ooh, going over Brooklyn
Ooh, riding in the air...

I think that other time you looked me in the eye
I think eventually we even got to, "Hi."
But now you look out like you don't even remember
Come on, what's three years compared to one great moment in time?
You know it really was sublime, take my word for it

Chorus:
Ooh, going over Brooklyn
Ooh, riding in the air...

I see your sketchbook lying open on your lap
You've drawn a woman and she's caught inside a trap
And she looks at me like I'm supposed to help her
Maybe rescue her or ask you to undraw her
And I can't, and as the subway starts to slant, I stumble forward

Some lady yells at me I bumped into her thigh
Somebody steadies me, somebody passes by
And all these plastic seats are slowing turning empty
I'm way past my stop but maybe you'll remember
Looking up, you'll say, "Let's go out for a cup and have a few kids."

Chorus:
Ooh, going over Brooklyn
Ooh, riding in the air...