The 72

The 72

My heart pulls

When I see those numbers

When I see that bus as it passes, as it stops, as it pulls away again

The 72

My heart pulls

It's as if I have to catch breath

That one red bus

That means so much

The 72

I'd always hoped

That I'd see you

One day

Your familiar beautiful face

On the 72

That you'd see me

That we'd share some time

On the 72

by HOD