Bus Ride

Bus ride

Then i'm cross-town

I take my seat

And watch the streets go by

Traffic lights

Then a left hand turn

I'm almost to the street where you live on

Can i take you home...to my house

Can i take you home...to my house

Next block

That is my stop

I close my eyes visualize the day

Three steps

Two knocks on your door

The doorknob turns

My stomach burns to say

Can i take you home...to my house

Can i take you home...to my house

There's no wall

There's no ceiling shadow

I can finally show you

Without a chair without a door or window

To climb through

Can i take you home...to my house

Can i take you home...to my house

Can i take you home...to my house

Can i take you home

Can i take you home

Can i take you home...to my house