I was sitting, watching my life passing by, why?
Then I looked around and I saw, I was lonely.
So I decided to begin my journey,
I came to the king, my best friend, he was sitting too.
"I'm leaving, there's nothing to me here"
The king smile, he always had many servants, he was never alone!
Then I left, I was running away from everything that make me whole
From every little memory, I was running away from me, from a false life
As I walked so far I started to cry, that could be a illusion, but still that used to be me, my life.
But I went on!