• I step outside in the cold night air,
    with the wind ruffling my dress,
    and the moonlight shining in my eyes,
    I walk my usual lonely road.

    As I am walking, I think to myself-
    Who knows where this path may lead?
    But I walk this path anyway,
    In hopes of finding a dream.

    At last, I come across a place,
    where peace and joy are valued.
    I walk, and admire this town,
    I am speechless, and I smile.

    But a tragedy occurs,
    and I am forced to flee from this town,
    I run and run and run to a safe place,
    Then I cry.

    I walk my lonely path again,
    the dreams I had back have broken.
    So I continue to walk this lonely walk,
    and come across a place fit for me.