it’s 40 years since I first pulled out of here
I al ways knew there’d come a day
I’d have to pump the brakes
I loved every morning stop
It went fast and it went slow,
was a long, long way to go
But trust me when I tell you,
good things come to those who wait
Charles and Judith never did,
not one middle school kid
’Cause I always showed up right on time,
It may not sound like much
By nothing more than showing up
Even on the days you feel so small
Oh, it turns out it all matters after all
I’ve probably been to Sao Paulo,
a thousand times to San Antone
If you add up all the circles that
And everybody got where they
It may not sound like much
But you never know the lives you touch
By nothing more than showing up
Even on the days you feel so small
Oh, it turns out it all matters
I used to look around and just see
strangers crowding in and out
I’ve always had the best seat in the house
And see just how far we’ve come
Sheet cake on paper plates,
I dropped her off at her last stop,
Now gathered in this place
A few sweet souls in orbit and the bus
Just by always showing up
Even on the days you feel so small
Oh, it turns out it all matters
You know it really matters
Oh yes, it all matters after
4.8
