I can imagine the streets
crowded at every time of the day.
In this metropolitan city
where I will become to stay.
I can imagine standing there
amongst people talking strange
to my ears - to my voice.
I stand there - just listening
'cause I've got no other choice.
To be a foreigner is strange.
Change of heart - change of feeling
they settle in - in all your ways.
Move in a little closer.
Move in to be a part of it again.
10.09.2003
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Published on e-Stories.org on 09/30/2005.
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