Traveller

It was important to come and see Though I don’t remember too well It was ages ago when I crossed your sea In purpose to buy and sell I sold nothing and bought a few Small items like cds and paints I tried to talk but couldn’t see you So I gave up the attempts I sat on the bench in the park lane With my eyes down to the gravel It would be hopeless, I knew but I came Just by inertia to travel Home is where the two hearts are One is yours, and the other is mine Now there's no home for me, how bizarre To live only in the mind.