Out of boredom I stick rubber toy animals on the window
Im sitting in the back, like always
Like an old chest lying on a dolly,
the bus slides slowly into the valley
The same driver, the same time period
The same shirt, the same route
After such a long time its almost crazy
So much has happened to me, but maybe he'll look back
in the rearview mirror, not just from routine,
every now and again
What do you and I know
about him at all
About anyone?
What do you and I know
about him at all?
But we only see what we see
Scratched windows and Edding marker
behind the seats
Back then I could tell you something about every Crew member
And today I see the wind turbines
patiently behind the hills
They slowly turn back the time
In the meantime I can actually enjoy the ride back home
Because before I did not enjoy heading home
If I did, it was only when it was late
When my parents argued, I often saw
the neighbour watering her flowers
I don't know much, just that she is no longer alive
What do you and I know
about her at all
About anyone?
What do you and I know
about her at all?
But we only see what we see
You and I, no no no
You and I
About anyone
What do you and I know
(We only see what we see)
Anything about her
About anyone?
What do you and I know
about her at all?
We only see what we see
See what we see
We only see what we see