Wherever your head sinks, deep into the pillow You stare at the ceiling, it reflects some sad shades
During such moments, travel might feel lonely Frustrating it could be, is what I can tell
What then will come up, are feelings and senses Just try to allow this, as it will pass by
Like white clouds moving forward, waving goodbye
And after each night, there is a new day With many more pretty, new places to see
And if you're not sharing the moments with loved ones You keep it for later, you'll have many stories
Even if no one's with you, there are many times Where you feel fulfilled, and it all feels right
Strolling through cities, on a train in the night Sometimes there is longing, for the place you call home
But during encounters, or with a view on the beach Travel feels worth it, just how it should be
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