I won’t try to argue now
Anyway I feel there’s nothing I could say
To ease your mind
Maybe there’s nothing exciting outside
But ‘round here I’m just wasting my time
Spinning ‘round on nothing new
When I close my eyes I remember that kiss
I’d rather keep them wide open
And if I miss that train do you really think
That even here, I’d be closer to you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem