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 came
I look at my watch, says September seventeen
we're riding past some place where I've never been
And I'm waving through the window as we go
somebody says ";Well, hey, what are you waving at?";
Well what have I got to lose
somebody might wave back

Seven O'clock in the morning and I'm carrying bags under my eyes
been awake all night, counting the hours to sunrise
(Drawing patterns/Beating rhythms) 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 back