She walks here on sundays So close yet so far away She moves like a sunset All eyes on her And she's entitled to And she's entitled to Let me see her I hang around the bus stop All the trees bow down She's not in a hurry Smiles back for the fun of it She points at the skyline Like it's hers to take And she's entitled to And she's entitled to Let me see her I hang around the bus stop All the trees low down Let me see her I hang around the bus stop All the trees low down