This secondhand sofa where we laughed and cried
Is now just a ghost town carriage ride
Wearing nothing but linen
We would waste away evenings
'Cause summer skies had turned to rain
and in less than a week you'd be gone again
Two kids against two thousand miles
Days to express our constant desire
The promise that our strife would someday pass
Was our momentum for a year and a half
I made you a promise to never lie
If you'd just call I'd confess this is how I get by
Tears every night and trips though time
Your healing hands on my sunburned skin
The day you stepped off the plane
From head to toe in pink
The compass I painted that pointed to you
The message behind it still rings true
Two kids against two thousand miles
under endless stars all misaligned
We beat those odds for a year and a half
We loved a lifetime in the time we had
We gave each other so much love
How could so much not have been enough?
