Little old man, little old man staring down the road 
Waiting on the bus, it's getting kind of cold 
Bus finally gets there, he’s got nowhere to sit down 
And the driver said, "You can stand right here behind me 
or wait for the next one to come around" 
And the old man says, "That's okay, I'll stand 
I might look like a little old man to you 
But I've been riding this bus for years and years and years 
I don't even know where it's going to" 
And the driver says, "You don't know where this bus is going to?" 
Old man says, "No, I don't, do you?" 
Driver says, "You don't know where this bus is going to?" 
Old man says, "I just want it to get me through 
I'm staying on the ride, it's gonna take me somewhere 
Staying on the ride, it's gonna take me somewhere 

Bus is rolling along, outside it's looking kind of strange 
There earth is shaking, the clouds are breaking 
Everything is blue, where it was gray 
A thousand red birds fly, over fields of snow 
Driver looks back in the mirror for the old man 
"Where did he go? where did he go? Oh, there he is 
Hey, old man, you still don't know?" 
And the old man says, "No, I don't son, but I'm happy to go 
I'm staying on the ride, it's gonna take me somewhere 
I'm staying on the ride, it's gonna take me somewhere 

I was born with no name, knowing nothing, still I don't 
Somebody said, You need a name, I'm gonna give you a name 
And I said, No, you won't" 

"You can let me off here, son, thank you for the ride" 
And the driver said, "This is the middle of nowhere, sir," 
He pulls off to the side 
And the old man says, "It might look that way to you, son, maybe it is" 
Then he says, "Stay on the ride, it's gonna take you somewhere, 
Stay on the ride, it's gonna take you somewhere"