| Song | F Train |
| Artist | David Usher |
| Album | Little Songs |
| 作曲 : Usher | |
| Traveled on the | |
| F Train down | |
| The people press and crowd | |
| They start to fade like footprints worn away | |
| Only stop and still | |
| I'm waiting | |
| A thousand faces look the same everyone | |
| A thousand different names | |
| They come on two by two | |
| People fade as people do | |
| Came here of my own volition | |
| Could be my decision, could be | |
| We may still get by | |
| We may still get by | |
| Wandered down on | |
| Avenue AThe coffee shops the sweet cache | |
| Of thoughts and words and laughter gone | |
| Never ending stream of what you've | |
| Known so long and long ignored | |
| Don't think so hard just smoke your cigarette | |
| And fade off into blue' | |
| Cause people fade as people always do | |
| Consequence comes crashing in | |
| The scars and scrapes and scratches | |
| All the memories died so long ago | |
| Time is up but still | |
| I'm waiting | |
| Came here of my own volition | |
| Could be my decision, could be | |
| We may still get by | |
| We may still get by | |
| And we may still get by | |
| We may still get by | |
| We may still get by |
| zuò qǔ : Usher | |
| Traveled on the | |
| F Train down | |
| The people press and crowd | |
| They start to fade like footprints worn away | |
| Only stop and still | |
| I' m waiting | |
| A thousand faces look the same everyone | |
| A thousand different names | |
| They come on two by two | |
| People fade as people do | |
| Came here of my own volition | |
| Could be my decision, could be | |
| We may still get by | |
| We may still get by | |
| Wandered down on | |
| Avenue AThe coffee shops the sweet cache | |
| Of thoughts and words and laughter gone | |
| Never ending stream of what you' ve | |
| Known so long and long ignored | |
| Don' t think so hard just smoke your cigarette | |
| And fade off into blue' | |
| Cause people fade as people always do | |
| Consequence comes crashing in | |
| The scars and scrapes and scratches | |
| All the memories died so long ago | |
| Time is up but still | |
| I' m waiting | |
| Came here of my own volition | |
| Could be my decision, could be | |
| We may still get by | |
| We may still get by | |
| And we may still get by | |
| We may still get by | |
| We may still get by |