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Staring on the window while music is on the atmosphere
Figuring out the images vibrantly astonishes his eyes
On his mind is a thrill of going home
A home he yearns and misses a lot
A home that misses him too

In his heart is an exuberant feeling
That enriches his passion to explore the world
A world he longs to discover and possess
Dreams are his strength that fuels his soul
A soul that is so exhausted and somnolent

He counts every place he passes by
Signifying how miles turns into meter
Nearer and nearer he gets to his home
Now, his heart is almost reaches its bliss
He could now visibly perceive in his mind all the faces
He longs so much, faces that are rooted deeply in his mind

On the solemnity of all, he awakes in his consciousness
That everything is just a dream and imagination
Truth is he will never come back to his home
Home he had abandoned long time ago
That now calls his name in the midst of the night