Lyrics

I was caught behind a family
At an amusement park ride
Everyone is sweating
And the father checks the time
And I think
Good God I hope
I'm someone else this time next week

I was caught behind a woman
She was crying at the store
Buying coffee and cigarettes
But needing something more
And I think
Good God I hope
That nicotine is strong enough to dry her tears

I was caught behind a woman
Pushing her baby in a stroller
And their eyes
Were open wide
And I think
God I hope
They grow up and remember that feeling