I will start on a trip, swaying in a train again just began moving. Though I want to be there, there are many things for me to do. I feel lonesome. For now just say good bye.
What I have are feet I can walk with, eyes I can look ahead with, both hands which are awkward and weak, will that I have to do something.
I will go across a lot of stations, it comes into view at last. I am going to live alone in a town which nobody knows.
I will start on a trip, swaying in a train again just began moving. Though I want to be there, there are many things for me to do. I feel lonesome. For now just say good bye.
I will go across a lot of stations, it comes into view at last. I am going to live alone in a town which nobody knows.
I will start on a trip, swaying in a train again just began moving. Though I want to be there, there are many things for me to do. I feel lonesome. For now just say good bye.
