walking around i saw a place
I can see us there talking face to face
that didn't actually happen, I just imagined the case
i was just walking.. walking around
i can see me there holding your hand
telling u softly.. at the end we could stand
we were much closer or that's how it did sound
but i was just walking.. walking around
you were so pretty.. you appeared so bright
soft lights were shining in the deep of the night
sounds of slow music in the background
but i was just walking.. walking around
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Talking a walk around your thoughts, deep in your imagination. I like the poem but I really like the idea thinking being related to a journey (walking)