The Bus to Nowhere.

作词 : Marco Rinke

作曲 : Marco Rinke

The bus to nowhere keeps on rollin'

Desperation is growin' on this never ending road

A dream lingers in your head

"You ain't alone", is what they said

Nowadays you're feeling old

You're holdin' on to a game without a prize

Always searching for the feeling you can't describe

On your own in the prison of your past

You try to forget but the fear keeps comin' back

Love is a never-ending game

Get rid of all your shame

Alone and discouraged with the rain

You're holdin' on to a game without a prize

Always searching for the feeling you can't describe