Number Four or Five

Music: No Buses/θΏ‘θ—€ε€§ε½— Number one but only in the place where I belong It is a stolen heart's body ]Don't know where it goes Tell me what happened at the party But I don't really want to know I'm too shy to talk to her Where 's my loving heart? Feeling the distance Are we getting closer I think not Seeking the difference Between me and them But there's nothing No feelings and the distance Are we getting closer I think not Seeking the difference At the end we all die