Hey, I got on the bus
Found myself a seat
More people pilin' on
I watch the busy street
Snow was comin' down
And more was on the ground
What's rollin' into town
Said I'd better get back home
I seen a rain soaked mattress
'neath the apartment house of death
Strewn in a vacant mess
All watered-down and wet
I seen the horse cops take the beat
Makin' horseshoes in the sleet
Outside the dollar store
I didn't have a broken heart
I was not that lonely yet
When life played a trick on me
I'm afraid I didn't get
Seen two lovers in the park
Felt the blood rush to my fists
They were sittin' on a bench
Entangled in a kiss...
Which wouldn't mean a g******** thing
It wouldn't be no big to do
But even from behind I could see that she was you
She was...
Faraway you - what is it you do?
Treat me so cruel, act so faraway
Sittin' on the bus
Heard the driver signal sound
More people pilin' on,
Other people climbin' down
I seen a dumpster b** appeased
Dinin' on a dumpster feast
He looked up at me,
We turned the corner headin' east
And then we made a couple rights
My face had faded white
Stopped at a traffic light
And made a left on 17th...
Then I got off the bus
Found my apartment door
Held the keys up to the lock
And they jangled to the floor
Well I jangled down beside 'em
And I guess I might've slept
'Cause when I woke up in the mornin'
I was still out on the step.
Singin'...
Faraway you - what is it you do?
Treat me so cruel, act so faraway
Found myself a seat
More people pilin' on
I watch the busy street
Snow was comin' down
And more was on the ground
What's rollin' into town
Said I'd better get back home
I seen a rain soaked mattress
'neath the apartment house of death
Strewn in a vacant mess
All watered-down and wet
I seen the horse cops take the beat
Makin' horseshoes in the sleet
Outside the dollar store
I didn't have a broken heart
I was not that lonely yet
When life played a trick on me
I'm afraid I didn't get
Seen two lovers in the park
Felt the blood rush to my fists
They were sittin' on a bench
Entangled in a kiss...
Which wouldn't mean a g******** thing
It wouldn't be no big to do
But even from behind I could see that she was you
She was...
Faraway you - what is it you do?
Treat me so cruel, act so faraway
Sittin' on the bus
Heard the driver signal sound
More people pilin' on,
Other people climbin' down
I seen a dumpster b** appeased
Dinin' on a dumpster feast
He looked up at me,
We turned the corner headin' east
And then we made a couple rights
My face had faded white
Stopped at a traffic light
And made a left on 17th...
Then I got off the bus
Found my apartment door
Held the keys up to the lock
And they jangled to the floor
Well I jangled down beside 'em
And I guess I might've slept
'Cause when I woke up in the mornin'
I was still out on the step.
Singin'...
Faraway you - what is it you do?
Treat me so cruel, act so faraway