(Can I try going through?)
(Or do you wanna go take by take?)
(You can go through)
(Passing through)

Concrete's hot, content I’m not
Counting stops on the New Jersey Transit
I'm heading back, on a Tuesday
It shouldn't, it wouldn’t
But it did and it will
The thick air, you're not there
On summer streets I'm alone

Passing through, I won't see you
I'm passing through what a view, what a view

(Yeah)

Summer made me lonely
People look so different in the morning