Tourist
Buildings scrape the sky,
head in the clouds
I sit in a cafe covered in green
leaves and cherry blossom trees.
The lunch crowd chatters on
in languages from distant lands
yet I am the tourist away from home
on another solo adventure.
Buildings scrape the sky,
head in the clouds
I sit in a cafe covered in green
leaves and cherry blossom trees.
The lunch crowd chatters on
in languages from distant lands
yet I am the tourist away from home
on another solo adventure.