8,000 Miles

To the guy on the other side of the planet…


Eight thousand miles apart

Fourteen hours ticking the clock

Talks that never seem to stop

Smile on the lips are locked


Mornings became evening

Midnights became noon

The chances are fascinating

Hoping to meet soon


Buttered with cheesy lines

Stories that are hard to define

Days of countless time

When moments are there to shine


Got ourselves something to hide

Been waiting on the other side

Found the switch to start

To get closer than being 8,000 miles apart.


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