Hey, it's Oscar I just got your letter I wasn't expecting it, it made me really happy It's so strange, I still haven't come back, but I feel closer to you It's funny how strangers Can become lovers in just a week or two Summer's here now in Paris and I guess it's almost impossible to breath In this little apartment The kind you can afford When you're a student Summer's here and I'm not But at least you got a new keychain hanging on your wall You wanna know how I feel And I'll be honest with you Cause I've always been Well It sometimes feels like I'm drowning In a pool I drew for myself I'm swimming in circles but There's no way to escape There's people around me, here But no one really seem to care It's not like they could have helped, anyway I always loved being alone, but home always felt close Friends, family, you It's not about the place It's about who I could have told you about LA Palm trees and and sunny days But I know it's not what you meant When you wrote (me) Is everything ok? I miss you, and now that I'm writing this Even tomorrow feels too far away But guess what I might just be back for your birthday Take care, Oscar