How Far You Feel
It starts with hello
How are you?
How's your day?
But it's always just the same
And there's nothing here to blame
Until we hang up
Catch a flight on a weekend
Couple of nights
And we're leaving again
To separate homes as we try to hold up the one we've built between us
Counting miles like counting sheep
I know it's eight hours on the road
Two in the air
And water doesn't flow between
But trains go anywhere
I need a way to keep me sane
To keep you here
To keep us real oh
I know how far you are
But I can't tell how far you
Feel
How far you feel
No, I don't mind the distance sometimes
We listen better if we don't have distractions
Just hours and minutes to ration
But I like to feel your whisper on my tongue
But this hurts and I'm numb
To catch up calls in bathroom stalls
Is this all we've become?
I know it's eight hours on the road
Two in the air
And water doesn't flow between
But trains go anywhere
I need a way to keep me sane, to keep you here, to keep us real oh
I know how far you are
But I can't tell how far you
Feel
How far you feel
So I pack a bag
Save a rose
Write a letter
I say a prayer
And I hope it gets better
But if I pack a bag
Save a rose
Write a letter
Will it ever, will it ever get better?
I know it's eight hours on the road, two in the air
And water doesn't flow between, but trains go anywhere
I need a way to keep me sane, to keep you here, to keep us real oh
I know how far you are but I can't tell how far you
Feel
How far you feel
Feel
How far you feel
How are you?
How's your day?
But it's always just the same
And there's nothing here to blame
Until we hang up
Catch a flight on a weekend
Couple of nights
And we're leaving again
To separate homes as we try to hold up the one we've built between us
Counting miles like counting sheep
I know it's eight hours on the road
Two in the air
And water doesn't flow between
But trains go anywhere
I need a way to keep me sane
To keep you here
To keep us real oh
I know how far you are
But I can't tell how far you
Feel
How far you feel
No, I don't mind the distance sometimes
We listen better if we don't have distractions
Just hours and minutes to ration
But I like to feel your whisper on my tongue
But this hurts and I'm numb
To catch up calls in bathroom stalls
Is this all we've become?
I know it's eight hours on the road
Two in the air
And water doesn't flow between
But trains go anywhere
I need a way to keep me sane, to keep you here, to keep us real oh
I know how far you are
But I can't tell how far you
Feel
How far you feel
So I pack a bag
Save a rose
Write a letter
I say a prayer
And I hope it gets better
But if I pack a bag
Save a rose
Write a letter
Will it ever, will it ever get better?
I know it's eight hours on the road, two in the air
And water doesn't flow between, but trains go anywhere
I need a way to keep me sane, to keep you here, to keep us real oh
I know how far you are but I can't tell how far you
Feel
How far you feel
Feel
How far you feel
Credits
Writer(s): Marielle Kraft
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