How many people there were
At the intersection waiting for people
And it rains and they hold umbrellas for each other
And me on the clear days no one waited for me
How many people there were
At the intersection waiting for people
And it rains and they hold umbrellas for each other
And I on the clear days no one waited for me
It's been like a hundred years for me
Stranded at this shop
The walls got bored of me
But are shy to say
And my eyes are on the beauty
And the beauty is on the streets
I sang him songs
And he's busy with himself
I waited all the dates in the world
And no one waited for me
And they hold umbrellas
No one waited for me
It's been like a hundred years for me
I've been writing letters
Unknow to who
And I send them news
Tomorrow the sky has to
Rain for me at the door
Umbrellas and lovers
Take me some morning
And whoever mentions all the people
In the end do they mention me