A man said Why, why does traveling
In cars and in trains make him feel sad
A beautiful sadness
I've felt this before
It's the people in the cities you'll never know
It is everything you pass by
Wondering, will you ever return?

The colors of rowboats, the greens and the blues
Orange grove side streets you only see halfway
And beaches in winter
And when kites are flown
It's the people in the cities you'll never know
It is everything you pass by
Wondering, will you ever return?