I remember I was walking around
When I fell right to the ground
Came too I was looking for you
But I was by myself
Nowadays a toll displayed
And the chapters write themselves
Stepping out from the shadows
Where the secrets can be held
Standing in line at the station
Waiting for the train to come
Mind is on vacation
The work is never done
Looking for inspiration
But that bell has not yet rung
I have changed
You have, too
I have changed
I had to
