*Hot air blows on your face
Radio plays on the background
You on your balcony,
Looking at the streets below you
Watching people passing by,
carrying excitement in their steps.
And suddenly you remember
Remember your old friends from your old life
Your old parents in your old house
Your old books in your old bedroom
And your old journal with your old feelings*
Jan 27, 2017
Jan 27, 2017 at 11:18 AM UTC
*Hot air blows on your face
Radio plays on the background
You on your balcony,
Looking at the streets below you
Watching people passing by,
carrying excitement in their steps.
And suddenly you remember
Remember your old friends from your old life
Your old parents in your old house
Your old books in your old bedroom
And your old journal with your old feelings*
