Terminal

Terminal - Piolo Pascual/Rupert Holmes

Written by：Rupert Holmes

I've come back this morning

To where I first

Came alive

Here within this terminal

Where the buses arrive

I was a commuter on the 804

Work for a computer

On the 19th floor and

You came down the aisle

Of the bus and you

Sat by my side

Shoulder up to shoulder

We share that 9 o clock

Ride

Oh my heart was screaming

As you left your seat

Followin' your movements

I was at your feet and

Oh down into the terminal

Both of us smiled

So we entered the terminal

Just as you smiled

Won't you leave off work for

Today you asked of

Me then

So I phoned in sick

On the way to the

Home of a friend

We were all alone

From to a m till 3

Really thought the fire

Had gone out of me but

You woke the sleep of

My life from gray into

Red

Made the weary wonder of

Wall street rise from the

Dead

Could bare held

His body my entire life

But I had to get home

To the kids and

My life and

So I left for the terminal

Where I began

Baby no I wouldn't have

Left if id been half

A man

So here I am this morning

Where love had asked

For the dance

Here within this terminal

Where I passed on a chance

Lord I'll never find him

Though I've truly tried

Probably he's found

Another bus to ride and

I am now about to begin

The last of my

Days

I'm within what others

Would call a terminal phase

I myself can only

Say it's living dead

Riding to the office

With a song in my head

That goes

And you know it grows

And you know it grows

And you know it grows