He appears to meet all the throbbing needs of my heart
deep within my long lost desires
My pulsating veins pushing through for a fight
But still, I decided to start, to start that struggle
Only based on the fact that he is too perfect


Yeah, He is, but what about the thousand miles between?


Distance and time brings us to our knees at night
as we hold our hands up high
wishing for a better way to feel
hoping that somehow the universe will shrink
He carried my heart too perfectly


Yeah, He did, but what about the thousand miles between?


All these sweet words I use
Just to describe how in love I thought I was
With the idea of a flawless story, this would be
Or the perfect stillborn we continue to nurture
We held on to each other too strongly


Yeah, We did, but with the thousand miles between, its time to let go.