[Verse]
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

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

[Post-Chorus]
Summer made me lonely
People look so different in the morning