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 paralyzed, 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...)