Red Line (Live in Boston)

There's something 'bout that dirty water

That makes me wanna come clean

Last night, I wound up in the Common

And took a walk with your memory

I find a bench, I start to cry

The stoners think I've lost my mind

And maybe they're right

I miss the lights over the harbor

Back when you were mine

Grabbin' my hand as we were mergin' onto Storrow Drive

Pretendin' like we go to Harvard

But we weren't that bright

But now we're just a couple strangers on the Red Line

Do you remember back in August

Sharing pastries on the street?

And oh, these cobblestones don't see me often

You say the same about me, oh

The ducklings march, we all make way

The Townies smoke outside all day, all day

But something's changed

I miss the lights over the harbor

Back when you were mine

Grabbin' my hand as we were mergin' onto Storrow Drive

Pretendin' like we go to Harvard

But we weren't that bright

But now we're just a couple strangers on the Red Line

What if I stopped this train

And jumped across the tracks?

If you saw me in the station

Would it take you back

To that November night

Wearing your Red Sox cap?

It was just me, you, and the city

What I'd give for that

I miss the lights over the harbor

Back when things seemed right

Can't call this city home

Because it doesn't feel like mine

And if you ever get to thinking

That you wanna try

You'll find me sitting with the strangers on the Red Line

I miss the lights over the harbor

Back when you were mine

Grabbin' my hand as we were mergin' onto Storrow Drive

Pretendin' like we go to Harvard

But we weren't that bright

But now we're just a couple strangers on the Red Line