There's a boy with head Pressed up to the window Of a bus heading out of town In his breath on the glass He draws with his finger A map of the roads they go down Circles of streetlights Are the only signal There's people out there in the black He waves goodbye To the town he grew up in He knows that he'll never come back The night outside is five below His heart is pumping blood On his lips a perfect smile His eyes begin to flood Tonight's the kind of night Where everything could change Tonight's the kind of night Where everything could change The rumble strip clack And the rattling frame Beat out a pulse on his head The engine hums A humble tune A melody of rubber and lead Under lamp-light glow And paradise stars An infinity of dancing white light He sees that his debt Is to experience only And not to those who plan out his life The night outside is five below The moon is in the sky His heart is full of perfect joy He whispers his goodbye Tonight's the kind of night Where everything could change Tonight's the kind of night Where everything could change And tonight he's not gonna come back home Oh tonight he's not gonna come back home Oh tonight he's not gonna come back home Ohhh Ohhh Tonight's the kind of night Where everything could change Tonight's the kind of night Where everything could change Tonight's the kind of night Where everything could change Tonight's the kind of night Where everything could change