Distant Day

I see you, you see me, behind the glass
Far away you, are Skyping me, just to ask

What you don’t want to talk about
And I don’t want to talk about it anyways
Just another distant day

I’ll move on, you’ll slip away, if we let go
But how could we, against this gravity, I just don’t know

Maybe we’re just immature
Or maybe there is truth in how I’m missing you
On just another distant day

I see you, you see me, behind the glass
Far away you, are reaching me, just to ask

John Andrew
April 2012