Walking Home

Walking Home

Somebody told me they saw you
looking sad walking home without me.

No actually, nobody told me anything, and
I’m just imagining.

I have a feeling you’ve been walking
home alone, maybe thinking of me.

Somebody told me you were thinking of me.

No actually, nobody told me anything.

I’ve just been imagining about
the times we walked alone, and
we were never sad at all because
we were alive.