I’m walking along, And I sing a little song. The city rushes to and fro. I watch to see where it will go. [No plans to find a thing today. I’m free to walk the day away. Lights count down and make a fuss, As if they could rush for us. I’m walking along, And I sing a little song. The city rushes to and fro. I watch to see where it will go. Someone has missed the tram—it’s gone. Someone shouts to themselves, “Come on!” Someone’s late before they’ve even left, Already getting cross with themselves. The dog takes its owner out; He just follows it about. Some hurry off to rest, and then Tomorrow, hurry off again. I’m walking along, And I sing a little song. The city rushes to and fro. I watch to see where it will go. Coffee scent drifts from a window. A wall warms in the sun’s soft glow. A stately cat sits up on high, In silence, watching life go by. I’m walking along, And I sing a little song. The city rushes to and fro. I watch to see where it will go. I spot a balcony in bloom, Though I’ve passed by so many times. It’s still the same familiar way, But it feels like my first time here today. I’m walking along, And I sing a little song. The city rushes to and fro. I watch to see where it will go. I’m walking along, And I sing a little song. The city rushes to and fro. I watch to see where it will go.
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