[Intro]
Two voices drifted on a silver line, counting miles in soft whispers.
[Verse 1]
You say you’re near in memory, but the map shows a widening road,
Phone screens glow with your name, and I pretend not to feel cold.
We traded corners of a city star, now the night wears a quieter air,
I measure distance with a sigh, but your laugh still lingers there.
[Pre-Chorus]
If distance is a story, we’re turning every page to find your face,
If time is a river, I’m learning where your echoes trace.
[Chorus]
How far apart are we, when my heartbeat tracks the same old street?
How far apart are we, when your memory keeps me on my feet?
We’re close in the moments we can't see, and far in the things we can't yet say,
But hope makes the bridge between us, and I’ll walk it one more day.
[Verse 2]
We talk in fragments, a trail of notes left on a windy breeze,
Your voice is a lighthouse, guiding me through the chill of trees.
I redraw our laughter with a hopeful ink, between the lines you left behind,
If closeness is a promise, then I’ll meet you where the stars align.
[Pre-Chorus]
If distance is a map, your smile’s the north that never fades,
If longing is a compass, it points to the warmth we made.
[Chorus]
How far apart are we, when my heartbeat tracks the same old street?
How far apart are we, when your memory keeps me on my feet?
We’re close in the moments we can't see, and far in the things we can't yet say,
But hope makes the bridge between us, and I’ll walk it one more day.
[Bridge]
Maybe tomorrow the skyline will blur into your outline,
Maybe the hours will soften, and we’ll borrow the time to realign.
Until then I keep your voice in the pocket of my raincoat sleeve,
Whispering softly, we’ll find each other, in the mornings we believe.
[Outro]
So here’s my breath across the distance, a note that travels like a dove,
Till we meet again in the quiet where our hearts know how to speak in love.
