Far away from the thoughts of home
and the sights of familiarity,
I still believe that you will be on the other line
if I were to dial your number.

Far away from all the memories
and the sweet smell of your house,
I still believe you are waiting,
ready to hear my tales of triumph.

Far away from all the sleepless nights
and the loving glow of your eyes,
I still believe that you will be there to hold me
when the monsters come back to play.

Far away is the distance between you and I
and for a while this shall remain fact.
Close to heart are all of the lessons
that made me who I am and who I will become.