Standing in the line at the bus stop
Two hearts in the crowd wondering where to go
Do we jump or stay the distance? I don't know
But I can tell that your mind is moving
Are you afraid of what if, scared of told you so's?
I guess a heart never knows where the road goes
But I think we're made of something that others only fake
Let me know before it gets too late

Do you wanna take a ride?
Headlights on the far horizon
Have a couple of stories when we are old
Do you wanna take a step?
With the chance of never going back
Never have to be sorry when we are old

You're making up your mind at the bus stop
You close your eyes and say
Don't let me go
As the daylight fades in the afterglow
Maybe it is all that we dreamed of
Maybe it's a lie or a long shot
But nothing happens here at the bus stop
Bus stop, bus stop

Do you wanna take a ride?
Headlights on the far horizon
Have a couple of stories when we are old
Do you wanna take a step?
With the chance of never going back
Never have to be sorry when we are old

The bus is pulling over
It isn't going away
So if we're made of something that other's only fake
Chances are we'll get there, what you say?

So do you wanna take a ride?
Headlights on the far horizon
Have a couple of stories when we are old
Do you wanna take a step?
With the chance of never going back
Never have to be sorry when we are old
Do you wanna take a ride?
Headlights on the far horizon
Have a couple of stories when we are old
Do you wanna take a step?
With the chance of never going back
Never have to be sorry when we are old