The first part of every day for me is good
   I've got the bus stop in my neighborhood
   And everything's on purpose everywhere they go
   Hiding in my car and running in the snow
  
   Running with the friends they'll know for years
   I've seen it all from here, from here
  
   It happens every day, before they go to school
   They play until the bus drives up beside my lawn
   And there's always been a mother who waits 'til they are gone
   Then she turns away
   It happens every day
  
   Noon comes and turns this campus upside down
   I watch the students in this college town
   You would think they're carefree, I have seen their trials
   Frowning into Shakespeare and practicing their smiles
  
   Even underlining Nabokov
   When I am not in love, in love
  
   It happens every day with their journals in cafes
   Looking up at their reflection on the other wall
   With every new idea wondering if they've changed at all
   And then they look away
   It happens every day
  
   Well life is as hard and as easy as they say
   Walking the steps we've chosen on this day
   Some will be outrageous, some have rarely shown
   Some will walk in couples, some will walk alone
  
   As I think about the world I see
   They stare and smile at me, at me
  
   It happens every day at the crossing of the street
   Walking out to see what's new and what is just the same
   And the only word for love is everybody's name
   And that will always stay
   It happens every day
   And every day will happen without you