ioio popo
I went to Amsterdam and fell in love there; I did not expect it, nor did I want it, but I did. I felt lonely before. It was the first time I went there and I saw the buildings and the canals and the trees without leaves, and I felt the Sun shining on my face while he curved himself over the balcony rail next to me. I felt adored for the first time in so long. I had to come back South, and I left him there. We promised we would see each other again - he said he knew we would, and I felt like I knew that as well, but I was afraid I was just letting my hopes have the best of me.
Coming down once more to my hometown, the city I love, it feels like She has written this song for me. I fell in love with a man who knew the way to treat me; I fell in love with the water, the skies, the subtle smell of peppermint in the cold wind. Home didn't lost me, and neither did he. I don't feel lonely anymore. Now I know we will see each other again. The journey did me well.