I'll meet 'cha on a bus at dawn An open top one if it's warm And if the flowers are in bloom I'll lose myself to you
I'll be whistling down a street You'll hear our footsteps start to meet Then the craziness begins An' like chalk and cheese We'll shoot the breeze Heading up west - in an open top deck Trying to remember just what for
Then we'll talk for hours and hours About nothing much at all With your long hair falling down - in curl after curl
And I too shy to ask What I really want to do Racked, with my own self-doubt I stumble and fall Like a fool in love My mind in the air - heaven knows where Yeah, heading up west - in an open top deck Trying to remember just what for
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