Tänk att man ibland bara finner en låt som beskriver allting så bra. Precis hur man känner. Precis som man tänker.
There's only so many songs that I can sing to pass the time And I'm running outta things to do to get you off my mind (oh) All I have is this picture in a frame That I hold close to see your face everyday
Now the minutes feel like hours and the hours feel like days While I'm away You know right now I can't be home But I'm comin home soon, coming home soon All I have is this picture in a frame That I hold close to see your face again
With you is where id rather be But we're stuck where we are and its so hard, so far This long distance is killin me I wish that you were here with me But we're stuck where we are and its so hard, so far This long distance is killin me It's so hard (so hard) When we are (when we are) We're so far, this long distance is killin me It's so hard (so hard) When we are (when we are) So far, this long distance is killin me
