I'm waiting for the bus to come
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I'm lying on a bench
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Thinking of a book I read
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And wondering what it meant
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I hear footsteps coming closer
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It's an ordinary man
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He comes up to me, shakes my hand
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And asks me who I am
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I am paralysed, I can't talk or move
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What could I say
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And before I have the chance to think
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I tell this man my name
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I tell this man my name
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He smiles and looks away
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But I still don't know the answer to this day
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To this day
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To this day
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To this day...
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To this day
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To this day
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To this day...
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(I don't know the answer...)
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To This Day
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| K's Choice |
