That's the time;
2pm,
or 3pm,
or 4pm,
when I'm on my way home.
Through the path, the street,
alone,
the trees,
the shadow that caused by the sunshine,
a whisperin' breeze of the wind,
autumn leaves which just fall from the trees,
the road,
rarely meet people,
but those transportations do,
I walk alone,
alone,
alone,
and home.

; and that's one of my reasons to be grateful of.