My love, on the other side of the sea.
The only way we can talk is through the dimly lit screen.

Your hand reaches out as mine does too,
only to be stopped by the stupid laptop.

Oh, how I wish I could see your face instead of your picture
and fold myself into your chest instead of only dreaming of your arms around me at rest.

You're the one who completes me my love, on the other side of the sea,
yet the only one with the key is this dimly lit screen..