So, so far away,
across the ocean.
Far away, too far,
far for a maybe.
Even if we both wait.
Who says you love me anyway?
Far away, too far,
far for a chance.
Even if we both run,
to the middle.
I can't see you in the distance.
Even if we both scream,
to the top of our lungs,
I can't hear you.
My yell suffocates yours.
Even though I want you,
and if you wanted me,
it could never be.
There's an ocean in between.
It blockades any desire,
and distance kills passions,
too far, far away.
That's what they say.
Even if we both wait,
even if we both run,
even if we both scream.
Bigger than any kind of love.
But what do we say?
Will they have the last word,
in our maybe?
I'll wait, and run, and scream.
Just try.
One day it will be worth it,
we'll shut their mouths,
when we're side to side.
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