Good evening shuttle bus Tell me where you're going to take us Someplace that I have never been It's chic transportation to new destination Where I leave my reflection on the gla** I'd ask but we don't know how far these interstates go Or how deep the city roots go down In chilly sub-depth railways The weathered concrete stairways Provide me with a 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 Stained-gla** skyways and crowded 6 lane highways If I look back when I begin to leave Will they remember me? Circuit flights bend the lights when I am spent And tour guides make happy brides feel heaven-sent On crystal sand we sleep hand-in-hand While soothing words hover like hummingbirds