In a busy street,
In a busy road,
All I want is
to go back home.
Waiting and waiting,
Day by day,
As the time pass by,
I'm still standing in the rain.
Leaving without a word,
Leaving without a sign,
A whisper in my heart says,
It's all going to be fine.
Eventually,
You weren't coming back.
And I just smile because
I knew I was a fool
all this while.
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