Good evening shuttle bus
tell me where you’re gonna take us
someplace that I have never been
it’s chic transportation
to new destination where
I leave my reflection on the glass
I’d ask but we don’t know
how far these interstates go
or how deep the city routes go down
in chilly subdepth railways
the weathered concrete stairways
provide me with the means of getting home
if I ever leave
(On crystal sand we sleep hand in hand
while soothing words)
So many sights to see
so wake up like an early birdie
and we’ll get a head start on the day
oh, stained glass skyways
and crowded six lane highways
if I look back when I begin to leave
will they remember me?
Circuit flights bend
the light when I am spent
and tour guides make happy
brides through heaven soon
Good evening shuttle bus
tell me where you’re gonna take us
(On crystal sand we sleep hand in hand
while soothing words)
On crystal sand we sleep hand in hand
while soothing words hover like humming birds
Good, good evening shuttle bus
tell me where you’re gonna take us