Good evening, shuttle bus! Tell me where you're going to take us Someplace that I have never been It's chic transportation to new destination where I leave my reflection on the glass I'd ask but we don't know how far these interstates go Or how deep the city roots go down In chilly sub-depth railways the weathered concrete stairways provide me with a means of getting home if I ever leave
On crystal sand, we sleep hand-in-hand While soothing words hover like hummingbirds
So many sights to see so wake up like an early birdie And we'll get a head start on the day Oh stained-glass skyways and crowded 6 lane highways If I look back when I begin to leave, will they remember me?
Circuit flights bend the lights when I am spent And tour guides make happy brides feel heaven-sent Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
