Bus Ride
Then I'm Cross-town
I Take My Seat
And Watch The Streets Go By
Traffic Lights
Then A Left Hand Turn
I'm Almost To The Street Where You Live On

Can I Take You Home...to My House
Can I Take You Home...to My House

Next Block
That Is My Stop
I Close My Eyes Visualize The Day
Three Steps
Two Knocks On Your Door
The Doorknob Turns
My Stomach Burns To Say

Can I Take You Home...to My House
Can I Take You Home...to My House

There's No Wall
There's No Ceiling Shadow
I Can Finally Show You
Without A Chair Without A Door Or Window
To Climb Through

Can I Take You Home...to My House
Can I Take You Home...to My House
Can I Take You Home...to My House
Can I Take You Home
Can I Take You Home
Can I Take You Home...to My House