Elevan at night
Anxious to go home
My home is my comfort
Its not as cold
I run run run and run
Wave at you
But you drove faster
You didnot see me
I figure I am just lost
You are never meant to be
If I were to board the bus
I would have been standing here
If you were to take me
You would have been able to see
Am I lying or not
your intention is clear
We can only be friends
Though I hold you dear
The next one will come
It may take some moment of wait
I am sure it will come
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