I never thought it matter, never thought it mattered s
o much to me exactly where I put my feet.
I was wrong. I drink a strong cup of coffee.
A long time ago, I had a home. A corner where I could be alone.
So goodbye my solid ground. I'm an engine, I won't break down.
A lonely chord without a song, searching for an orchestration where I belong.
Where will I hang up my raincoat when this day is over?
Like a leaf without a tree, nothing to cover over me.
I'm like a character from a story, I don't exist.
I owe a lot to these kids who are (like) family.
They've helped me out with their endless generosity.