After passing the viaduct, there are many more intersections. The journey was not tortuous and we arrived in a blink of an eye.
We are so happy riding in the car you drive and listening to the songs you listen to.
The first street light turns on. What are you thinking? The singing is so happy. The singer is married.
I'm not unhappy when I sit in the car you drive and listen to the songs you listen to.
The white clouds are pale and the blue sky is gray and blue. My home is almost here.
I'm the first passenger in this car. I'm not unhappy.
The sky is blood red and the stars are gray and silver. Where is your lover?
Yes I'm going home I must hurry home Where your life goes on So I'm going home Going home alone And your life goes on…
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