I used to take this line. I was single and happy and love wasn't around the corner.
I dreamed that I could find my true love on this subway station,
Like bumping at each other when buying a token or exiting the train,
Helped her carried her groceries or just saw each other and fell in love.
Years gone by and the dream never came true,
I moved out of Boston and the wishful thinking
Just faded away.