The Lucksmiths - Harmonicas And Trams Lyrics
On a tree-lined routeLooking out on wastelandTreated to a one-man show on a tramJust harmonicaNo peripherals, no bandJust harmonica, just a manIn another timeYou were reaching for my handIt was all I could do to try and understandYou were miserableI couldn't figure out my roleCouldn't find the words to let you knowLittle kidLooking across the tramWonders what I'm writing on my handThe words to a songInspired by the man, harmonicas, and tramsI saw you crying and I couldn't helpI saw you crying and I couldn't helpI saw you crying and I couldn't help but cry, too, myself