The streets look warmer from the inside.
Loneliness is a lot harder to imagine than to live.
Raindrops rest on my window from time to time.
As I remember, all the things you have to give.
You built me up so tall and strong.
Only to remind me, that I can't do it on my own.
Your strong arms kept me safe at night.
Only to remind me, I have no other home.
What I would give, to forever let go.
To walk these streets, independent and alone.
But your always walking in front of me.
You lead the way, since I can't do it on my own.
The streets start to look like many choices.
Every path, is an opportunity that has grown.
What I would give, to take a step on the pavement.
Because of you, I will never be on my own.
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