I saw you eat your breakfast
And take your coffee to go
From the diner at the corner

Out into the snow

Your coat caught the breeze

Showed a dress that ended just above your knees
Kind of cold for a December


Your shoes Japanese
Tiny slippers with an asian motif
Little things that I remember


We caught that bus together
And rode it all the way

Huddled close together
I wish that I could stay


On Line 86 -- forever
Through the park and past the Met
On Line 86 -- forever

Just good times, not a single regret

We drove around in circles

Pretending not to know
And the light from every window
Made the city glow


The seat was just fine
There was romance in its worn and old design

Little hearts carved in the leather

Your face close to mine

As we passed a million streets a million times
Must be something in the weather


We caught that bus together
And rode it all the way
Huddled close together

I wish that I could stay

On Line 86 -- forever

Through the park and past the Met
On Line 86 -- forever
Just good times, not a single regret