Looking out and I'm wondering where I am While I'm stuck in the daily traffic jam I decide to get out and leave the car behind me Everywhere there are people passing by Empty faces and not a friendly smile Under stress, loneliness, a part of our city. I'll be waiting on the Highland With it's wonderful serenity Where the stars glow and the brooks flow That's my way of life. (One More Time-Highland) Cítíš to podobně? Pak napiš a třeba najdeme společnou řeč i něco víc:) Věk nerozhoduje.