I watch the train doors close I count strangers in the rain Every face is a maybe Every name falls away I cross the grocery line Past the apples and the cans And I wonder if you’re laughing At a window in some land Somewhere out there You’re turning a key Somewhere out there You’re thinking of me 8 point 3 billion And still I know You are my someone You are my home 8 point 3 billion Ain’t that wild? Still I’m walking Straight to your smile Maybe you wear blue work gloves Maybe you hum when you cook Maybe you leave your shoes by the door And lose yourself in a book I’m learning every detour Every wrong turn, every doubt Just to find the one soft heartbeat I was always built around Somewhere out there You’re turning a key Somewhere out there You’re saving a seat 8 point 3 billion And still I know You are my someone You are my home 8 point 3 billion Ain’t that wild? Still I’m walking Straight to your smile If the world keeps spinning I’ll keep looking in the crowd If your voice is only distance I’ll still call it out loud One day, one day You’ll say my name And all these lonely miles Will fall into place 8 point 3 billion And still I know You are my someone You are my home 8 point 3 billion Ain’t that wild? Still I’m walking Straight to your smile
