Walking in the rain. Going to the bus.
It\'s driving me insane, can\'t stop thinking of us.

Listening to our song, and my tears are running dry.
\'Cause eveytime I sing along, I always start to cry.

Three months are gone, but it feels like a year.
Ever since you left, I\'ve been wishing you were here.

Now where do I go? Your love has made me blind.
Man, I love you so, but I\'m stuck here behind.

So here I sit, waiting on the bus, waiting on the day,
When we will be together, forever, come what may.