Foreign arms

the subway line was green
just like your eyes;
you were holding me tight

it was freezing cold 
but you were warm
i was safe in your foreign arms

now i'm all alone
whether i like it or not
alone will be something
i'll be quite a lot

we shoud've been more honest
with ourselves

i wish you said you loved me
when we were fucking
and i was moaning
while you were pulling my hair back

our bodies collided
and you had to go 
from where it all started
6 hours ride away from me
and what this could've been