[Verse 1] On my way to work, I rode a big green bus I could see everything from the upper deck People came and went, smoking cigarettes I picked the packets up, when the people left But all the time I thought of you How far away the future seemed How could I have so many dreams And one of them not come true? On my way to work, I bought a magazine Inside a pretty girl liked to water-ski She came from Chichester to study history She had removed her clothes for the likes of me But all the time I thought of you How would you know that I was there? How could I soul-search everywhere Without knowing what to do? On my way to work, as I was clocking in I could see everything, how it came to be People come and go, smoking cigarettes I pick the packets up, when the people leave (Chorus) On my way to work (Chorus) On my way to work On my way to work