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See myself in the bus, Stairing out the window wit

See myself in the bus,
Stairing out the window with tears,
Looking at the stars,
Wondering if you are watching them too. 
Never thought journey would end,
End before it starts.
See you go away everyday, 
And see the third one coming.
You never coming home,
Going away swiftly, 
Out the city, out the life, 
Probably...probably forever.
But I still paint you in my dreams,
Teasing you at the same spot, 
Walking in the shopping mall, 
Selecting the one for you,
Always the right for you. #TheEnd
See myself in the bus,
Stairing out the window with tears,
Looking at the stars,
Wondering if you are watching them too. 
Never thought journey would end,
End before it starts.
See you go away everyday, 
And see the third one coming.
You never coming home,
Going away swiftly, 
Out the city, out the life, 
Probably...probably forever.
But I still paint you in my dreams,
Teasing you at the same spot, 
Walking in the shopping mall, 
Selecting the one for you,
Always the right for you. #TheEnd