Sounds from the Back of the Bus - Buck 65

I hide behind the curtain listening to whispers with my fingers cross

I got 2 little sisters to think about

In the event that ghosts appears

I’m told I’m supposed to hear a signal when the coast is clear

But I’m alone in this room and it scares me

To start, I’m having second thoughts and it tears me apart

Hold on to my breath for dear life, feeling confused yet

Still enthusiastic about the sound of music

Join me please