Partners In Time

He was waitin' at the bustop
In Hollywood at 2am
I drove right by at First
Then circled around again
He was wearin' a Sunday suit
A folded kerchief in his pocket
Sittin' perfect and polite
Like a nightlight in a socket

I said 'excuse me sir, but these buses...
They don't run this time of night
And if you tell me where you're headed
I could help you with a ride'
And he said 'Oh I didn't know that
And thank you yes you can'
So I helped him up in my pickup truck
A frail and kind old man

Partners in time
Partners in time

'Now can you give mе some direction
Well that's thе first thing I should know'
He said 'I'm on my way to work
But I'm not sure which way to go'
So I parked and we just sat there
Both of us confused
When finally he pushed up his suit sleeve
His arm was aged and bruised
He had an old silver bracelet
With an address and a number
He lived a couple of miles away and I said
'Now we're gettin' somewhere'

Partners in time
Partners in time

So I headed east on Melrose
And pulled right up to his home
A woman in an nightgown
She came runnin' out alone
And as she opened up his door
He put his hand on mine
And he just held it for a minute
Before they went inside

And I went back to my apartment
To stay up till the dawn
I woke up in the afternoon
With my workin' clothes still on

Partners in time
Partners in time