Sitting in a bus station
Sitting in a bus station,
Waiting for a text,
Unsure of which I would prefer to come before the next.
Preventing me from leaving,
Or urging me to climb aboard,
Oh how I wish Fate would decide,
and save me from further broad.
Sitting in a bus station
Sitting in a bus station,
Waiting for a text,
Unsure of which I would prefer to come before the next.
Preventing me from leaving,
Or urging me to climb aboard,
Oh how I wish Fate would decide,
and save me from further broad.
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