Sitting on a bus She saw a man named Ross She thought Not a man to trust His nose is much too big
Waiting for the train He saw a girl Elaine He said This must be insane She wears too much perfume
She turns her iPod on Listens to her song But I swear there's something wrong The bus is much too loud
He starts to read the Sun A story on a nun It says she does it just for fun The train gets very fast
I'm reaching for the phone I hear the ringtone She's staring at her face Searching for his glasses A dark figure passes She whispers in my ear Did you see it too?
But they don't They don't know where they're bound Their thoughts will Their thoughts will turn around
Simple twisted pain With trembling heart's rain Starts to activate Something I never felt
The figure in the dark Lights a huge star They call him mister Love He's working on the train
Taken by surprise She looks into his eyes Then they realise "He's handing me the phone"
Now they see They see where they are bound What was Lost Is really foundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
