Speperated by miles to vast to count

I lay alone and weeping

And a hunger for the soft kiss of your lips

I stare blindly up into the moon

And dream of a far off land

So far out of reach...

But sitll I try

Reaching out across the ocean,

Made of salty tears from eyes of lovers like us

I extend my love to you

And only ask for your trust

I feel your hand now

Holding my heart, caressing my soul

I know not how much time has passed

Or how much more is yet to come

I wake with a start

And stare blindly up into the sun

And without doubt I know

That the time will pass

The oceans I will cross for you

And into your wainting arms I will fall at last.