So far away, the daylight fades.
Behind the bridges in my way,
made of old oak and the smiles
of people two thousand miles away.
So far away, no one can stay.
Here with us in our present day,
all the lost dreams we cast away
with each word we couldn't say.
So far away, so far away.
The daylight fades
like our lives and days,
no one can stay.
Aug 14, 2015
Aug 14, 2015 at 2:22 PM UTC
So far away, the daylight fades.
Behind the bridges in my way,
made of old oak and the smiles
of people two thousand miles away.
So far away, no one can stay.
Here with us in our present day,
all the lost dreams we cast away
with each word we couldn't say.
So far away, so far away.
The daylight fades
like our lives and days,
no one can stay.
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