Clues

I'll meet you on a bus at dawn

An open top one if it's warm

And if the flowers are in bloom

I'll lose myself to youI'll be whistling down a street

You'll hear our footsteps start to meet, to meet

Then the craziness begins oh, like chalk and cheese

We'll shoot the breeze heading up west in an open top deck

Oh, I'm trying to remember just what forThen we'll talk for hours and hours

About nothing much at all

With your long hair falling down, falling down

In curl after curlAnd I, too shy to ask what I really want to do

Racked with my own self doubt, oh, I stumble and fall

Like a fool in love, oh, my mind in the air

Heaven knows where yeah, heading up west in an open top deck

Oh, I'm trying to remember just what for