Early in the morning
Six or seven 'o clock
It is now time to wake up
I look outside
But it still looks like night, quiet
The rest is still asleep
I will go downstairs to eat
Then quickly go outside
And there it is the bus
Driving through the night
Only interest is the moving lights
Too tired can't keep my eyes open
Isn't this the most boring moment
It's so light inside
And so dark outside
I wonder what's in the dark
I see people driving in their car
It seems like everyone is going the same way
The city is over there it's easy
Lights brushing past
With colours from blue to purple to red
Don't think there's a colour I prefer they're all pretty
Here in the neon city
Driving through the night
Only interest is the moving lights
Too tired can't keep my eyes open
Isn't this the most boring moment
Next day I saw the bus again
But I had a different plan
Got in my car and took control
Faced away from neon city and made the wheels roll
There's only a few cars in the direction I'm going
There's a traffic jam in the direction I came from
I'm so glad that's not where I'm going
So glad I don't need to think about when the train comes
But this time I don't know where I'm going
I begin to drive faster and faster
Lights speeding past me faster and faster
I think I can see the stars start to mo-