May

Far as the eye can see

Wish I was a little more

So far from me

Must be why I love you so

Lost in no dream

Of waiting, no year

Center of the sun

How come? How come?

How come? How come?

In the land of the upsell

I, too, am desperate

Waiting this way

All through twelve months of May

So hard to find

Face of the earth

Easy to tell

Farewell, farewell

Farewell, farewell

Far as the eye can see

Wish I was a little more

So far from me

Must be why I love you so

Lost in no dream

Of waiting, no year

Center of the sun

So near, so near

How come? How come?

I want you here

I want you here

I want you here

I want you here

I want you here

I want you here

I want you here

I want you here

I want you here

I want you here

I want you here

I want you here

I want you here

I want you here