William and Georgia (Introduction) Songtext
von Alex the Astronaut

Bus was late
I don′t care, guess it's something to say
Ride around with the prams out of daycare
Complain, suited crowds block the way
Slip to a seat, right at the back
Watch the cloud bleed into black

And why race?
I′ll get home sometime, like yesterday
My pay's been late a couple of days
Don't complain, trade some sleep for some patience
Have a snack and just relax
Your back needs a break

And I hope, you′ll be already home
And I hope, you′ll be already home

What's this game?
We run around and deal out our names
Build castles in the sand and wash away
Slip my jumper on I think winter′s on its way


It's getting late
It′s a short walk from the stop to our place
My hands are cold, the shops light the way
But I'll walk the other way tomorrow again

And I hope, you′ll be already home
And I hope, you'll be already home

And the kids in their school uniform
Get off at the same time as me
I offer them my good luck
Hope they're happy when their sleeping
Oh, a weepy little thing
Doesn′t like the peak bus on a weekday
I slide over on my seat so that her dad can rest his feet

And there′s billionaires for president
And parking fines at hospitals

I'm not that only one that knows
I brush the crumbs all off my clothes

And I hope, you′ll be already home
And I hope, you'll be already home
And I hope, you′ll be already home
And I hope, you'll be already home