When it’s midnight over there,
It’s nine here, it’s unfair.
And i wish I was there with you
To make you smile, and laugh too.

It’s frustrating indeed,
That you’re so **** far away from me.
You say you’d try to hold my hand,
While we listen to your (and now some of my) favorite bands.

By the time that you tried,
Our fingers would already be intertwined.
I know right now it’s just fantasy.
But i can talk to you so naturally.

And yeah it’ll be difficult,
And sometimes you might just want to bolt.
But if we really want this
Nothing can stop us, not even this distance.