When the class is Over,
I don't wanna take the next jeep passing by.
I can see you right there but yet so far.

As these jeepneys go by,
for a moment could glance at you without a shy.

I, cherishing this very situation.
you standing there, with your obvious frustration.

You're angry because these jeepneys are out of seats.
While I sorrow thinking this is the last time we will meet.