another dollar fifty
another ride on the bus
the seat left alone is still warm
the person next to me talks to me as if he knows me
I look out the window
but thats ok, I dont mind
while he talks on I do the usual in their own solitude
some seem so plain
try to figure out what these people do
some seem so lonesome, lost, depressed, and true its all inside of you
wandering and waiting
all your life for something new
to change you
but it all seems to turn in circles
nothing's new
finding and learning
nothing stimulates
I try to figure out what these people do
all you need is something to guide you
in their own solitude no inspiration
some seem so plain
some seem so lonesome, lost, depressed, and true
its all inside of you(x4)
in their own solitude some seem so plain
some seem so lonesome, lost, depressed, and true
its all inside of you(x6.
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