My Aim

I'm waiting for the bus, that never comes
I'm hanging around, nothing to do
And it's raining but, I'm not wet
Since too long time, there's a mess on my street

I'm hearing the same song, on the radio
People talking loud and I don't understand
Maybe here comes my bus, but it's always full
I've to wait again, I hate people!

What's happenin' to me? I don't know
What am I doing here?

There are frames of glass, composing my way
I wonder how, I wanna be
Smellin' flavors of cherries, I regret my time
Can I get, my cherries past back?

The headphones in my hears, bring back my memories
I'm runnin' away from my aim
But a rover pushed me out, I left the bus
Maybe I just needed this, to resume my path

What's happenin' to me? I don't know
What am I doing here?



Credits
Writer(s): Fabio Pisa
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