Talking fills empty spaces
People like to have to themselves
Some days to be creative,
Not listening to what others felt
I like to be alone
Walking without my telephone
Feeling the sound
Of nobody else around me
Breathing fresh air
Thinking of whatever comes
As long as I want to
Don’t stop me on the street
Forget that we’re on the same train
Let me feel something discrete
Until we’re together again
I like to be alone
Walking without my telephone
Feeling the sound
Of nobody else around me
Breathing fresh air
Thinking of whatever comes
As long as I want to
I really should listen
Better, but people
Don’t listen to me
from what I can see
I rather be free
I like to be alone
Walking without my telephone
Feeling the sound
Of nobody else around me
Breathing fresh air
Thinking of whatever comes
As long as I want to