Long Way Home

It's a long way home
It's a long way home
It's a long, long way
Left at the tree, right at the shop
Down the alley to my bus stop

Number one, you're the one, the only one for me
Door-to-door on the top floor
There's always something to see
Day or night, it's alright
I got my headphones on
Nobody knows but I'm singing, singing my favourite song

September days, it's all new
There's a million things to do
When I was young I ran up the hill
Took five minutes to school
Now it's all change, it's all go-stop
Go-stop-go!
Just like the 37 traffic lights on this road!

Why have we stopped.?
Can't see a jam, why have we stopped?
No-one gets on, no-one gets off...
Don't understand,
Why have we stopped?
The bus driver's just sitting there!
He's got that vacant 'bus driver' look on his face, his face
As he stares into space, into space
Oh come on, I just want to go home!