The daily routine
Of a so often travelled way
Earliest moments
To another working day
This time it is the last
This so familiar moment
Is forever in the past
What seems always to be thee now finds its end
Everyone around makes their daily life routine
And I look with a view that I have never seen
So many hours of my life
I spent in going somewhere

I feel the tears in my eyes
O yes, this man knows how to cry
By leaving the good old things behind
Changing them for what the future will find
The house That I levet and to what I return
will keep a part of my lifes´story in mind
And I will place new lines
At my drawing of life
More and more the picture gets clear

New traveling paths
New memories to place
Let me be melancholy right now
With trust and a smile at my face

6/24/98