Dust

I'm a dust

On a sidewalk

Laying quietly

Sleepy, weird and quiet

I have sore eyes

Splashed off them

Slept on sheeny clothes

Swept off with a broom

I'm not your lover

I'm just a station on your way

I'm not your lover

I'm just a station on your way

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

On this road I'm thrown

Stuck on their palms

Slept on sheeny clothes

I'm not a man of charms

So will you carry me

I'm not too heavy

Sing me a song

Let me stain your clean clothes

I'm not your lover

I'm just a station on your way

I'm not your lover

I'm just a station on your way

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm not your lover

I'm just a station on your way

I'm not your lover

I'm just a station on your way (on your way)