I was looking for the street
for a chance to meet.
Of what will we speak?
The light turned green.

In this concrete maze
I’ll try other ways.
Am I alone in the haze?
The light turned yellow.

On the way to the top
I should stop.
Will the hand drop?
The light turned red.

I’ll be ight
There’s no blue on the right
How do I end this plight?
Oh, I just ran the light.