CLUMSY CAB....

Lost somewhere in the world called 'alone'
though they say its a fine day.
Lost somewhere in the world called 'unsung questions'
though they say its an unknown bay.

Just don't know when I walked alone
far from those glitter day.
Just sitting back and reckon alone
should had followed my say.

How on earth I am lost here
dwelling in frustration solitaire.
Can't find those who walked along me
far gone in homely shire.

Shorter days and longer night
air is in the storm.
Nap in my clumsy cab
made me dream so long.

Forgiving sleep was much too easy
but can't forget that spring morn.
And how can I forget that lake eutopia
that lived with me so long.

Each second you were part of mine
share of mine eternal cast.
And the life I left together
contaminates souls mono part.

Next time when I feel awake
amuse to find a path fair.
But the cab would be destiny again
if you are never there.