Lyrics

There's a simple relation between my anger & my patience And a direct connection between my love & inspiration (There's a simple relation between my anger & my patience And a direct connection between my love & inspiration) I need a warm hand to cool me down I need a soft voice to drown me out I need a emptiness to fill my soul I need a question mark to make me whole I'll be the boy at the back of the bus With my eyes on the back of your head You'll be the girl on the front seat Telling your friend that he never really cared The things that we could share The things that we could share There's a simple relation between my anger & my patience And a direct connection between my love & inspiration (There's a simple relation between my anger & my patience And a direct connection between my love & inspiration) I'll be the boy at the back of the bus With my eyes on the back of your head You'll be the girl on the front seat Telling your friend that he never really cared The things that we could share The things that we could share The things that we could share The things that we could share The things that we could share The things that we could share The things that we could share