I am by myself, I can get lost in my thoughts,

I am one on my own, walking alone,

Quiet is observed behind the music I listen.

My path is my own, to anywhere I roam,

Life goes on all around my searching eyes.

When I walk alone I take in many stories,

I am the master of this time, these moments of mine,

When I walk alone then I feel much at home.

Keith Garrett