At the park alone with nature's song
At the bar alone with endless chats,
and theories of where we belong.
Alone at the library with Harry, Hermione and Ron.
I go to bed at night alone,
with my conscience and all it bestows.
I wake and drive to work alone,
with Tracy, Bob and the 'Stones.
Alone on my bike in the city,
with the wind at my back, and make no pity,
It's never alone, really
Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 9:27 PM UTC
At the park alone with nature's song
At the bar alone with endless chats,
and theories of where we belong.
Alone at the library with Harry, Hermione and Ron.
I go to bed at night alone,
with my conscience and all it bestows.
I wake and drive to work alone,
with Tracy, Bob and the 'Stones.
Alone on my bike in the city,
with the wind at my back, and make no pity,
It's never alone, really
