Early birdie
Good evening shuttle busTell me where you're going to take usSomeplace that I have never beenIt's chic transportation to new destinationWhere I leave my reflection on the glassI'd ask but we don't knowHow far these interstates goOr how deep the city roots go downIn chilly sub-depth railwaysThe weathered concrete stairwaysProvide me with a means of getting homeIf I ever leave
On crystal sand we sleep hand-in-handWhile soothing words...
So many sights to seeSo wake up like an early birdieAnd we'll get a head start on the dayStained-glass skywaysAnd crowded 6 lane highwaysIf I look back when I begin to leaveWill they remember me?
Circuit flights bend the lightsWhen I am spentAnd tour guides make happy bridesFeel heaven-sent
(Good evening shuttle busTell me where you're going to take us)
(On crystal sand we sleep hand-in-handWhile soothing words...)
On crystal sand we sleep hand-in-handWhile soothing words hover like hummingbirds
(Good evening shuttle busTell me where you're going to take us)