Coming down to get me on your own Not a sound exit your footsteps in the snow You are coming so you can take me home To your bed, under sheets We’re skin and bone
You met me by the bus stop “Hey, pretty baby, what’s up?” I told you that I can’t stay Thinking, thinking, thinking about you
We’re up North where the sky’s the darkest blue Tiny stars and no clouds, just me and you Snowflakes outside our window coming through That very last time that I’d kiss you
You met me by the bus stop “Hey, pretty baby, what’s up?” I told you that I can’t stay Thinking, thinking, thinking about you
267 miles I was racing down the highway If you thought I was the one You wouldn’t keep your heart from mine
You met me by the bus stop “Hey, pretty baby, what’s up?” I told you that I can’t stay Thinking, thinking, thinking about you