On a melancholic evening under the cloudy sky,
I waited for a passerby on the road I walked—
A thousand miles behind and thousands more to walk.
Do you remember telling me to have no fear
When I learned to walk the road alongside strangers?
Holding myself in the lonesome moments,
I traveled all alone with this body and soul.
The loneliness surrounding me takes its toll,
Leaving me helpless to scream into the void.
The road seems so long, alone among the crowd;
New faces meet my eyes as time passes on the path.
Collecting the little smiles around me,
I tried weaving the broken years of the past.
Time passes as strangers come along;
Showing love and pulling us close,
they leave For their own paths that await.
