Because of you, I had to jott messages outta my pen
Then my words of wisdom come out of the dome;
For Whom Thy speak of is nor stranger or friend
Paradoxically can someone so far makes me feel so at home?;
So you, riding unintentionally it may seem
Arrive by my side so there can be us in the bus;
but realizing it was only the mirage of my dream
isolation sits by me at the greyhound bus;
