Night Bus Window Seat · 夜班公交的靠窗座

[Verse 1]

Look, two pound forty and a seat against the glass

Only room I ever had that didn't come with asking what I'm after

Everybody on this bus is running from something or to it

And the driver don't care, he just drives, and that's the beauty

City lights streaking like they're trying to get away

Same route every night, same faces, same delay

I breathe on the window and I write a name in the fog

Then I wipe it off before we reach the stop, that's the law

[Pre-Chorus]

And nobody's asking where you're going

And nobody's asking what you owe

It's the only place in this whole city

Where I can be alone with everybody, yeah

[Chorus]

Night bus window seat, cheapest room in the city

Two pound forty for a place where nobody asks me how I'm doing

Wrote your name in the fog and wiped it off before the stop

Last one on, first one off, window seat, lights on the block

Night bus window seat, yeah, cheapest room in the city

[Verse 2]

Look, third row, left side, that's the one I always take

Where the wheel arch bumps your elbow and it keeps you wide awake

Saw a girl with a violin case, saw a man with his head down

Saw the whole of London moving and nobody making a sound

I got dreams in my pocket that don't fit through the door

Got a plan that I've rewritten maybe twenty times or more

But the window doesn't judge me and the engine doesn't care

And the fog keeps disappearing like the people who weren't there

[Pre-Chorus]

And nobody's asking where you're going

And nobody's asking what you owe

It's the only place in this whole city

Where I can be alone with everybody, yeah

[Chorus]

Night bus window seat, cheapest room in the city

Two pound forty for a place where nobody asks me how I'm doing

Wrote your name in the fog and wiped it off before the stop

Last one on, first one off, window seat, lights on the block

Night bus window seat, yeah, cheapest room in the city

[Bridge]

And the last stop's coming, and I'll have to step outside

Where the cold is waiting and the streets are open wide

But for forty-five minutes I was warm and I was hid

Forty-five minutes where I didn't have to be a kid

Who lost things, who lost people, who lost track

Forty-five minutes and then I gotta go right back

[Final Chorus]

Night bus window seat, cheapest room in the city

Two pound forty for a place where nobody asks me how I'm doing

Wrote your name in the fog and I let it stay this time

Last one on, first one off, window seat, and the night's still mine

Night bus window seat, yeah, cheapest room in the city

[Outro]

Window seat, window seat

Cheapest room in the city

I let it stay this time