Verse 1 : The sun is high and the sky is blue, and life is in the slow mode. The tree casts a shadow on the bus stop, where I'm standing by the road. The bus is coming with the same guy, he doesn't even know my name. We meet in the bus on my way back home, and every other day is the same.
Refrain : My boy is driving a bus, too many people with us, I'm always feeling myself in a crowd. My boy is driving me mad, I have so much to be said, but it's a thing I don't tell him aloud. My boy is driving a bus, too many people with us, it seems like he'll never meet me alone. My boy is driving me mad, I've got no word to be said, I'm always smiling, but he's like a stone.
Verse 2 : I wait this bus as a Paradise, though every time it's a hell. I break all rules, I give up my schools, and I'm not doing well. I hope tonight he will turn alright, so, daddy, don't buy me a car. The bus is driven by the same guy, but he is still so far.