It starts with hello
How are you?
How's your day?
But it's always just the same
And there's nothing here to blame
Until we hang up
Catch a flight on a weekend
Couple of nights
And we're leaving again
To separate homes as we try to hold up the one we've built between us
Counting miles like counting sheep
I know it's eight hours on the road
Two in the air
And water doesn't flow between
But trains go anywhere
I need a way to keep me sane
To keep you here
To keep us real oh
I know how far you are
But I can't tell how far you
Feel
How far you feel
No, I don't mind the distance sometimes
We listen better if we don't have distractions
Just hours and minutes to ration
But I like to feel your whisper on my tongue
But this hurts and I'm numb
To catch up calls in bathroom stalls
Is this all we've become?
I know it's eight hours on the road
Two in the air
And water doesn't flow between
But trains go anywhere
I need a way to keep me sane, to keep you here, to keep us real oh
I know how far you are
But I can't tell how far you
Feel
How far you feel
So I pack a bag
Save a rose
Write a letter
I say a prayer
And I hope it gets better
But if I pack a bag
Save a rose
Write a letter
Will it ever, will it ever get better?
I know it's eight hours on the road, two in the air
And water doesn't flow between, but trains go anywhere
I need a way to keep me sane, to keep you here, to keep us real oh
I know how far you are but I can't tell how far you
Feel
How far you feel
Feel
How far you feel
