Alone among strangers, you and I
In the dark of a little past midnight
On a bus ride to dawn
Alone with the wind cold on our faces
The traces of fear sleep gently erases
The traces of fear sleep gently erases
On a bus ride heading home
Dreaming together, waiting for morn
In the silence of slumber, a warmth is born
On a bus ride to dawn
My head on your shoulder, your fingers through mine
On this bus ride to dawn,
On this bus ride heading home
