Michael Winger - Bus to San Francisco

The two of us were on the bus
Riding across the fields of Kansas
We could see forever
The fields of grain
The sprawling plains were amber from the lack of rain
There were clouds ahead
And we could only talk about the weather

You and me
We could be
Anywhere that you can think of
If you can find the will to say you want to fall in love with me
I could say that to you
You could say that to me
And everything could be so easy

The sound of rain was a welcome change
From the rhythm of the lanes
And I stared out the window
For the miles ahead, the sky was red
And while she slept I held her head
I said I’m dreamin'
I’m dreaming of a place called San Francisco

You and me
We could be
Anywhere that you can think of
If you can find the will to say you want to fall in love with me
I could say that to you
You could say that to me
And everything could be so easy

So we turned off the light above our heads
And thought of a way that we could get where we said
She said “I just want to be where I can call a place my home
Where I can call everything my own

You and me
We could be
Anywhere that you can think of
If you can find the will to say you want to fall in love with me
I could say that to you
You could say that to me
And everything could be so easy

You and me
We could be
Anywhere that you can think of
If you can find the will to say you want to fall in love with me
I could say that to you
You could say that to me
And everything could be so easy

Written by:
MICHAEL WINGER

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