Maitland

Away from home in a far off town
Where taking a stroll is no more fun

I find it eerie to walk down the lane
So I sit in my hotel thinking again

How would I survive the days to come?
Or should I just pack up and run home

It is only my work that needs my concern
And I just have to adapt to this life on the run

It feels good in a way, to see new things
And experience whatever life brings

Oh and I’m living in the sunshine state
And it sure is sunny till eight!