Passing cars, pedestrians...
Red light. Green light.
Thermals rising through the air
I catch a glimpse of a stranger, sea of faces swirling smoke
I close my eyes, hoping for a moment to catch a fragment of your smile.
maybe, just maybe, just for a second.
Its 30 minutes past noon.
Walkways, pathways, a few minutes of cold air.
Hurrying footsteps here and there.
Shadow of people fading.
Train arrives, 9 3/4.
Echoes over the PA system.
Next station, Buendia Station...
interchange station to the Bel-Air line, doors will open on the right.
I smile.
Red light. Green light.
Thermals rising through the air
I catch a glimpse of a stranger, sea of faces swirling smoke
I close my eyes, hoping for a moment to catch a fragment of your smile.
maybe, just maybe, just for a second.
Its 30 minutes past noon.
Walkways, pathways, a few minutes of cold air.
Hurrying footsteps here and there.
Shadow of people fading.
Train arrives, 9 3/4.
Echoes over the PA system.
Next station, Buendia Station...
interchange station to the Bel-Air line, doors will open on the right.
I smile.
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