roads that don't end and views that never cease

you are so far away

and it strains on me to hear your voice everyday. you never know what you have until you're gone

so when it's over and i'm on my way back home

it feels like days and days before i'm next to you again. this is how we love. you're so far away

and this is where i'll always be

on the road that doesn't end

and the views they never cease

with a feeling bittersweet. i'm counting down the days

we're counting down the days. beat up and broken down

from the wear of it all

but i can barely notice because this means too much to me. you're so far

so far away. this means too much to me. you're so far

you're so far

you're so far

you're so far away. and this is where i'll always be

on the road that doesn't end

and the views they never cease

with a feeling bittersweet. i'm counting down the days

we're counting down the days. this is how we love. i believe i can take this strain. you never know what you have until you're gone

you're far away

but this is where i will always be. this is where i will always be. so when it's over

and i'm on my way back home

i realize i'll be gone in another day

but twenty-four hours can last me for months. maybe i can't take this strain. i have thought about it every night

in different places where i rest my mind

and when i'm waking it all remains. you never know what you have until you're gone

but you're are the reason for me

that i can do this consistently. so far away. this is how we love. you're so far away. this is how we love.