[verse 1]
it's still raining out the windows
mr. driver did not make any remarks

his hands hold tightly onto the steering wheel
his right foot awaits at the break
driving the bus to support his family



at every station, the passengers get on and off in a hurry

although their process of tedious, at least their aim is clear
unlike me, i can only sit at the same seat, silently counting my loneliness
i don't want to go home just yet


[verse 3]
the sky has darkened and i'm standing outside the door

my heartbeat pumps faster and
images flash through one by one at the dead of night
that year, dad left without a word


[verse 4]
I silently enter my room

in the midst of tranquility
"dear babyyyy i love you so much"
has become just another empty word to me


[chorus]
we are just a group of hurt children who need somebody

to carry us in the palm of his hand and to love us as his treasure
those underhanded businessmen took no more than twenty, thirty dollars
made a brief speech and exchanged the money with my feelings


I once thirsted for someone who would open up his heart for me
I once thought that happiness and love weren't thousands of miles away

it wasn't until then when I grew up to to realize how naive i was
there was not enough time to grow up before being hurt