Instrumenty
Ensembles
Opera
Kompozytorzy
Wykonawcy

Teksty: Soundtrack Artists. Bus Stop.

I met him at the bus stop (yeah)
He shook my hand and said glad to meet ya (yeah)
He was the finest guy I'd ever seen before
He turned away and said I hate to leave ya (yeah)
He blew me a kiss and waved good-bye (bye)
He looked so fine when he winked his eye (yeah)
And this is where the story ends
and I never saw his face again (yeah)

Where did you go
Must be far away
Everyday I come through
Just to see your face
And buses go pass
And still no you
I keep calling your phone
But I still cant get through to you


Where did you go (x3)

Everyday (everyday)I think of you
(and I pray and)and pray that I see you again
Days have come and gone
And all I do is sit here at the bus stop

Where did you go
Must be far away
Everyday I come through
Just to see your face
And buses go pass
And still no you
I keep calling your phone
But I still cant get through to you