Terminal

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

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 filed
So, we entered the terminal just as you smiled

"Won't you leave off work for the day?" 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. 'til three
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 her body 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-da, da-da-da, da-da-da
And you know it grows
La-da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da
Oh, la-da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da
Oh, la-da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da
Oh, la-da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da