Runaway dreams, did they come true?
Tell me, who were you searching for?
Here, there, aimlessly through.
The maddening crowd, with vigor.
What were you afraid off?
Mistaken glances or were they real?
For me? Or was it your disenchanted mind
Never does it see reason, dangling
In the middle of the road as
It searches for a home of you
And your beloved, far away
Maybe infinite fields in between
Slays us, you and me, tears apart
Rusted iron like our photographs.
I overlook and you too do
Hoping to find your beloved,
You look here, there, everywhere
Me too, aimlessly though.