Bus Stop

Coming down to get me on your own

Not a sound exit your footsteps in the snow

You are coming so you can take me home

To your bed, under sheets

We're skin and bone

You met me by the bus stop

"Hey, pretty baby, what's up?"

I told you that I can't stop

Thinking, thinking, thinking about you

We're up North where the sky is the darkest blue

Tiny stars and no clouds, just me and you

Snowflakes outside our window coming through

That very last time that I'd kiss you

You met me by the bus stop

"Hey, pretty baby, what's up?"

I told you that I can't stop

Thinking, thinking, thinking about you

267 miles

I was racing down the highway

If you thought I was the one

You wouldn't keep your heart from mine

You met me by the bus stop

"Hey, pretty baby, what's up?"

I told you that I can't stop

Thinking, thinking, thinking about you