Terminal

I've come back this mornin' to where I first came alive
Here within this terminal where the buses arrive
I was the commuter on the 804
Work 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 9 O'clock ride
Oh my heart was screamin' as you left your seat
Followin' 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 ask of me then
So I phoned in sick- on the way to the home of a friend
We were all alone from 10 am 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 a chance
Lord, I'll never find her though I've truly tried
Probably she's found another bus to ride and

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 livin' dead
Ridin' to the office with a song in my head that goes

La da da, la da da, la da da
And you know it grows
La da da, la da da, la da da
Oh, la da da, la da da, la da da
Oh, la da da, la da da, la da da
Oh, la da da, la da da, la da da