Not really alone here, when I’m thinking of you, translated…
When I’m Alone
There’s, that Extra Sense of Freedom that I Feel
without Too Much Noise
Not Too Many Rules or Regulations
like this??? Photo found online…
Using My Own Way, to Examine the City
The Sun and the Rain Made Everything Grow
The Mountains, the Seas, Also Became a Picturesque Scene in My Mind
I’d, Weaved Up a Letter with Words to Give to You
Asking How Your World is
Is it, Free and Leisurely Like Mine is
So, this is when I’m alone, I’m still thinking of you, and, you’re not really, enjoying your time alone, if the thought of someone else keeps plaguing up your mind, or maybe, that, is love???
Life, the Obstacle Course 