An empty bus hurtles through the starry nightPerhaps the driver is singingand happy because he sings.
An empty bus hurtles through the starry nightPerhaps the driver is singingand happy because he sings.
An empty bus hurtles through the starry nightPerhaps the driver is singingand happy because he sings.
An empty bus hurtles through the starry nightPerhaps the driver is singingand happy because he sings.