N train going home
I am here alone
Night falls on city skin
That's closed off and withering
And I've been thinking of your face
The last time that we embraced
It feeds me while I count stars
From the back of this subway car

Sister, what can I do?
Sister, I miss you
And he calls twice a week
And we don't talk about
What's gone or who's left without
And it's a stone's throw to a black flower
It's got me counting every hour
When a phone rings late at night
There's no way it's ever going to be right
Ever again

Sister, what can I do?
Sister, I miss you

Sister, what can I do?
Sister, I miss you