If both our lives pulled us apart and we were stuck on both coasts,
I would still find you. Every night youíd fall asleep and I would meet
you in your dreams,three-thousand miles away. Itís not perfection,
but weíve come so far. Tell me now, tell me you believe again. Well,
I can see you when I close my eyes, itís complicated, but Iíll make it that simple.
Your pictures are the paper that lines my wall, Iím waiting for the
moment you come back, Iím tearing out the pages of my heart and what
you need is what youíll get from me. Not at the end of the road,
Iíd be with you each day, every step of the way. I know itís late,
this took too long, but I would write you this song, now could you listen to me?
If not for moments, whatís this life we lead? Tell me now, Jamie tell me you believe.
Three-thousand miles is not that far, itís complicated but Iíll make it that simple.
Well, maybe I could tell you that everything was okay, it was alright.
Take me in on the inside and we could make it alright. Youíll come back to me.