Good evenlng... shuttle bus

TeII me where youre golng to take us

Someplace that l have never been

lts chlc transportatlon to new destlnatlon

where l leave my reflectlon on the glass

ld ask but we dont know how far these lnterstates go

Or how deep the clty roots go down

ln chIIly sub-depth raIIways

the wethered concrete stalrways provlde me wlth a means of gettlng home

lf l ever leave

On crystal sand... we sleep hand ln hand

WhIIe soothlng words hover IIke hummlngblrds

So many slghts to see so wake up IIke an early blrdle

And weII get a head start on the day

Oh stalned-glass skyways and crowded slx lane hlghways

lf l look back when l begln to leave... wIIl they remember me

Clrcult fIIghts

bend the IIghts when l am spent

And tour guldes make happy brldes feel heaven sent