I am on a bus
To my home
Tired
I sit down in the bus.
Remove my black shoes
And sit down on the soft seat
I look out of the window
We are going through
The city.
I want to sleep
I am on a bus
To my home
I just close my eyes
And a bus comes next
To mine
As red as blood
And as long as a limousine
We were at the traffic light
The red light as red as an apple
It’s now a green light
I am on a bus ride
To my home
We are now almost at the highway
The bus driver pays the toll
Two dollars
The bus passes the toll
And now we are on the highway
While we go through,
My eyes close.
And when they do open,
I say
I was on a bus ride
To my home