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Because I have nothing to do
I walk endlessly on the empty road
As I walk I sometimes come across memories
Your figure appears and me yearning comes back to life
and today I remember, once again
that you're the type of person that's so hard to forget
If I keep walking, it's as if someone will tell me
where you are and how you're doing
On this road where so many of our footsteps lay
those sweet days are returning to me tonight
Though this day of missing you and calling out your name hurts me so
I welcome the memories I come across
If I look back on the voice that calls me
the empty road is suddenly filled with images of you
When I reach the road's end
and lean on that old familar wall
I see you confessing in the shining light of the street lamp
That image reappears
and make my heart throb again
and today I feel, once again
that the moment is so hard to forget
If I keep walking, it's as if someone will tell me
whether she still thinks of me or if she's looking for me, too
On this road where so many of our footsteps lay
those sweet days are returning to me tonight
Thought this day of missing you and calling out your name hurts me so
I welcome the memories I come across
If I look back on the voice that calls me
the empty road is suddenly filled with images of you