The Old Bus Ticket

[Soft Felt Piano Intro] The old leather bag opens this morning A crumpled scrap of paper tumbles out [Verse 1] I remember the green plastic seat on that bus The horn's long wail through the crossing The door shook loose your hand Then gripped it again where the road turned rough [Pre-Chorus] This little ticket can't buy a thing no more But it keeps a whole season that's gone [Chorus] That old bus ticket Opens up a city long ago That old bus ticket Takes me to that fifteen-year-old afternoon [Verse 2] Now that bus runs a different line The old road's paved smooth and flat But this scrap still sleeps in the drawer Reminding me of a time so real [Chorus] That old bus ticket Opens up a city long ago That old bus ticket Takes me to that fifteen-year-old afternoon [Bridge] Some memories don't need a photograph Just one little ticket to bring them back That afternoon slipped by like the breeze [Chorus] That old bus ticket Opens up a city long ago That old bus ticket Takes me to that fifteen-year-old afternoon [Outro] The old ticket I tuck away with care On the first page of my book of life [Fade Out] [End]