Dec 01, 2008 23:52
There's only so many songs that I can sing to pass the time,
And I'm running out of things to do to get you off my mind.
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.
You know right now I can't be home,
But I'm coming home soon.
I wish that you are here with me.
With you is where I'd rather be,
But we're stuck where we are.
It's so hard, you're so far...
This long distance is killing me.