attempt #2

Today, in the crowd, I heard a song coming from somewhere. Actually I didn't remember what it was, but I thought I surely knew the melody and some lyrics then. So I felt like I hit by it when I remembered that you often used to sing it, your voice and our memories, beautiful days.

I'm traveling foreign country, and I'm in a tiny room of the hotel. So far away from you, though, I feel you closer. And I know it's too late now.