Homeless
I'm a homeless but I'm not homeless
I roam the morning
I wander the night
I sat in the corner
But I'm not a mourner
I waited for a chance of fate
To cross my sight as I ponder
I didn't expect a date with ace
As those crumbling greens dropped in front of my face...
I'm a homeless but I'm not homeless
Even in the winter breeze
I feel the coolness of the peace
Am I not the only one who try to live with ease?
I do foresee and made appease
The heart I deem careless
I'm a homeless but I'm not homeless
Crossing the road
To that abode
I expect not a welcoming hold
I drank the kindness and ate the warmth
But do they care? I can only hope...
I'm a homeless but I'm not homeless
I must return to path unknown
I must travel to regain those loan
The day will end and the dawn come
Who do I wait under the same city sun?
The moment will come when I can't atone
That when others will see no crumb
They will know it's not about the sum...
I'm a homeless, but no, I'm not homeless
The street is my home
The lamps are my hopes
I do not hover if I can so soar
So I will live no less, like every other soul