I've come back this morning to where I first...

Came alive here within this terminal where the buses arrive

I was a commuter on the

For a computer on the 19th floor and you came down the aisle of the bus and you sat

By my side shoulder up to shoulder we shared that nine o'clock ride

Oh my heart was screaming as you left your seat following your movements i was at your feet and

Oh, down into the terminal both of us five.

So we entered the terminal just as you smile.

Won't you leave off work for the day you asked?

Of me then So I phoned in sick

On the way to the home of a friend

We were all alone from a.m till three really thought the fire had gone out of me but

You awoke the sleep of my life from grey

Into red made the weary wonder of wall street rise from the dead

Could have held a body my entire life, but...

I had to get home to the kids and the wife and soul.

I left for the terminal where I began.

Baby no, I wouldn't have left if I'd been half a man.

So here I am this morning where love had asked.

For the dance Here within this terminal Where I passed on the chance

Lord, I'll never find her, though I've truly tried.

Probably she's found another bus to ride.

I am now about to begin the last.

Of my days I'm within what others would call

A terminal phase I myself can only say it's living dead

Right into the office with a song in my head that goes.

And you know it grows.

La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la.

Oh, la la la la la la la la la la.

Oh, la la la la la la la la la la.