Verse
Streetlight flickers, taxi rank's dead
Numbers queuing in my head
Top deck window, breath on the glass
Watch the last of the dark go past
Card machine beeps, driver don't mind
Seat still warm from the one behind
Bassline fading out of my ears
Four in the morning, nobody near
Pre-Chorus
Windows fogging, can't see the road
Heart still moving to the old tempo
Streetlights blinking one by one
Chasing the edge of the coming sun
Chorus
Night fare home, night fare home
Riding the glow til the dark is gone
Half asleep but I feel it still
Night fare home, over the hill
Verse
Traffic lights turning amber to gold
Hoodie zipped up against the cold
Phone at nine percent, don't care
Playlist looping the same old air
Bus stop shelters blur into one
Someone's laughing, someone's done
Bag of chips gone cold on my lap
Head against the window, taking the nap
Pre-Chorus
Windows fogging, can't see the road
Heart still moving to the old tempo
Streetlights blinking one by one
Chasing the edge of the coming sun
Chorus
Night fare home, night fare home
Riding the glow til the dark is gone
Half asleep but I feel it still
Night fare home, over the hill
Bridge
Sky turns the colour of a corner shop sign
Pink over rooftops, and I'm still fine
Driver hums something I don't know
Radio crackles, low and slow
This is the part nobody sees
Just me, the sunrise, and the wheels underneath
Chorus
Night fare home, night fare home
Riding the glow til the dark is gone
Half asleep but I feel it still
Night fare home, over the hill