Photographs on a computer screen
What’s it all supposed to mean?
Witty phrases and romantic quips
Deleted keystrokes left unseen
It all adds up to the distance to you
Scrolling through pages of endless faces One shot deals in so many places
Practice runs to find a match
Hanging your head from ample disgraces
Unaware of the distance to you
The farther you are from me
The harder you are to see
Stronger still my desires grow
To reach out on a limb with my plea
To whittle down the distance to you
Studying the words of poetic lines
Earning a phone call to hear a voice
Weighing the experience of a companion
Trying to inform a final choice
The closer you are to me
The stronger my feelings grow
The longer you are near me
My defenses start to go
In hope of erasing the distance to you
Is it all just an excuse
To avoid a second try?
Is it all about the truth
Or spinning one short lie?
Are the menu options all that matter?
Thinking this through just makes me sadder
Is there ever “a first to be the last”?
I’ve had enough of this emotional platter
I’m running now to cover the distance to you
But I wait on your call
Wondering if it ever comes at all
In deeper sadness I start to fall
A feckless, dramatic voodoo doll
The closer you are to me
The deeper my feelings grow
The longer you are near me
My defenses start to go
Cutting down the distance to you
The closer you are to me
The more that I want to be
The stronger my feelings grow
The longer you are near me
I can shorten the distance to you
Breaking down the distance to you