Running in a crowd in a faceless town,

I need to feel the touch of a friend.

In the country side I wander far and wide,

The isolation gets me again.

I don't know where to go,

When I feel like crying oh my

It's time to open myself to something new,

I want to stop- and grow up a bit.

Then suddenly my power and confidence starts.

swelling up magically empt.

And it's all because of kidness that I feel,

From people I don't even know.

Then suddenly my intuition and my wisdom grow,

And then I know

That most of all I sense compassions wield into

strangers wherever I go.

Thank you for waking me up.