On My Way to Work lyrics

On my way to work, I rode a big green bus

I could see everything from the upper deck

People came and went, smoking cigarettes

I picked the packets up, when the people left

But all the time I thought of you

How far away the future seemed

How could I have so many dreams

And one of them not come true?

On my way to work, I bought a magazine

Inside a pretty girl liked to water-ski

She came from Chichester to study history

She had removed her clothes for the likes of me

But all the time I thought of you

How would you know that I was there?

How could I soul-search everywhere

Without knowing what to do?

On my way to work, as I was clocking in

I could see everything, how it came to be

People come and go, smoking cigarettes

I pick the packets up, when the people leave

On my way to work

On my way to work

On my way to work