I`m waiting for the bus to come
I`m lying on a bench
Thinking of a book I read
And wondering what it meant
I hear footsteps coming closer
It`s an ordinary man
He comes up to me, shakes my hand
And asks me who I am
I am paralysed, I can`t talk or move
What could I say
And before I have the chance to think
I tell this man my name
I tell this man my name
He smiles and looks away
But I still don`t know the answer to this day
To this day
To this day
To this day...
To this day
To this day
To this day...
(I don`t know the answer...)
