Bustop

Stop this crazy ride, I'm getting off
It's not too late for me, I'm getting off
The streets are all confusing, the faces and the buildings look
Strange to me
And back where my life took hold, is where I want to be
And was it you I shared a million dreams
But now time has lost its weight, or so it seems
A bridge over memories and cotton tears are twisted into blue, blue skies

And yesterday is tomorrow, and tomorrow is today
And I don't know why

[Instrumental]

Stop this crazy ride, I'm getting off
It seems that life is never in your hands, and I'm getting off
You were a blush to my еgo, a temporary trip out of the galaxy
And back wherе my life took hold, is where I want to be
(You wanna be)
(Wanna be)
Crying over you
Crying over me
Crying over you
Crying over

[Instrumental]