The Groovebirds - Last Stop, Bloomington Lyrics

Table littered with the lifestyle you led
Things you should have done, things you should have said
A channel of energy, well it opened from the sky
Who knows how these things go, and why ask why?

Thoughts written on a scrap of paper and the miles rolling by
The boundless expanse of the blue sky above
Tell me baby, what is love?

Last stop, Bloomington
Why ask why?
Last stop was Bloomington
Why ask why?
Last stop was Bloomington
Why ask why ?
We got to roll 
We got to roll 

Here I am again, I follow my own muse
No one is ever going to stop me from living the life I choose 

How will you remember and how will they?
The cage we make in life, well it always enslaves
The spark that lit the flame smouldering in ash 
Last stop was Bloomington
And the past was the past 

Last stop, Bloomington
Why ask why?
Last stop was Bloomington
Why ask why?
Last stop was Bloomington
Why ask why? 
We gotta roll 
We gotta roll

We gotta roll
We gotta roll