Windows down
Morning finding us
Windows down, cold air in
Coins clinking in the tray
Three souls riding quiet
With the night still on their face
Streetlights blinking one by one
Sky learning how to blue
Driver humming something old
Like he's done this all before, too
No one asking questions
No one explaining pain
We all just need a moment
Before the day calls our name
This the first taxi home
When the night lets go
Same roads, different souls
Trying to beat the day they know
This the first taxi home
Heart still moving slow
If you listen real close
You can hear what we don't show
Perfume mixed with tired sweat
Dreams folded in a phone
Someone texting"I'm outside"
Someone scared to go back home
Seatbelt click, mirror check
Eyes heavy, hands still sure
City passing like a film
No rewinds, no encore
Mm-mm, first taxi home
Mm-mm, hold it together
Driver seen a thousand nights
He don't judge, he don't ask
Just another silent story
Fading in the rearview glass
This the first taxi home
Sun still feeling shy
Everybody in here carrying
Something they won't say out loud
This the first taxi home
Engine breathing low
By the time we reach the corner
We already letting go
Doors open, cold air again
Coins drop, feet touch ground
Another night safely delivered
Before the city makes a sound
First taxi home
