Happened I missed the bus and found I had to walk, alone.



What was that?

Only me.

Hear the echo of my feet

Footsteps

Are they mine?

Hear the echo of the street.



Wished I lived near at hand although I live alone, alone

At least I'll find company, so why should I moan, alone.



Movement

By my feet

Paper wind across the street

Curtains closed

Sleepy heads

Wrapped together in their beds



I used to walk with someone else

I didn't seem to notice sights and sounds of the lonely street

I used to talk with someone else

Now the only answers are the calls of the night



Look at that alley cat, it's winding home to rest, alone

Half-past four and daylight shows itself once more

Walking all alone

Walking all alone