Besedila: Meanwhile. Choice. 7:43 Pm.

7:43 pm waiting an overdued train I spend my time nervously biting my nails, reading some newspaper?s headlines under a cold station light, you?re so close to me Waitin? for your silhouette on the stairs I realize that nothing compares to you I miss the way you look at me you crane your neck above the stairs I miss the way you make me feel can wait for hours. I don?t care. Oh my God I feel like a child who passionately wants his gift and it always arrives too late. For a moment I hear the bell it tells me you?re close to me yeah, I?m so close to you Searching between 62 little squares searching for your smile brings to the window waitin? for your silhouette on the stairs I realize that nothing compares to you I miss the way you look at me you crane your neck above the stairs I miss the way you make me feel can wait for hours. I don?t care.