Somebody Might Wave Back

Seven o'clock in the morning
And I'm riding the overnight train
I've got ten tonnes of luggage
But I left it behind when I cameI look at my watch
Says September 17
We're riding past some place
Where I've never beenAnd I'm waving through the window as we go
Somebody says "Well, hey, what are you waving at?"
Well, what do I have to lose
Somebody might wave backSeven o'clock in the morning
And I'm carrying bags under my eyes
Been awake all night
Counting the hours to sunriseDrawing patterns on the tabletop
I lift my gaze and my mouth just dropped
Someone waving in the window at me
And I say, "Hey there, what are you waving at?"When he says, "What do I have to lose
Somebody might wave back"
What do I have to lose
Somebody might wave backSomebody might wave back
Somebody might wave back