Hike

I’m waiting for the bell
I’m waiting here in line
I’ve got question marks to sell
I’m waiting here to find
Someone in the line
That could read a bit of my mind
Someone here to care
At least for the music that’s fine
I’m writing on the wall
Could you find me love
Could you find me love
And end that part with a question mark
First you send the messages
Then you do the best you can
At the end of each semester
You take a look at wanderers
You take a bite at strangers
You disappear to wherever
You take a hike at forever