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 804

Worked for a computer on the 19th floor and

On the 19th floor and

You came down the aisle of the bus and you set by my side

Shoulder up to shoulder we shared the 9 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 smiled

So we entered the terminal

Just as you smiled

"Won't you leave out work for today?"

You asked of me then

So I phoned in sick on the way

To the home of a friend

We were all alone from 10 a.m. till 3

Really thought the fire

Had gone out of me but

You awoke the sleep of my life from gray into red

Made the weary wonder of Wall Street rise from the dead

Could have held up

Budding my entire life

But I had to get home

To the kids and the wife and so

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 through I've truly tried

Probably she's found another bus to ride and

I am now about to begin tha last of my days

I'm within what others would call a terminal phase

I myself can only say it's livin' dead

Riding to the office with a song in my head that goes

La da da...

And you know it grows

La da da...

Oh la da da...

Oh la da da...

Oh la da da...