This is the distance These are the memories This is the history of all the love lost in between It's four a.m., this is bad T.V. This is the sound of my hotel so I try to breath I try to breath
Those were not the perfect moments Those were seductive streets This is desire of fulfilling its recovery It's not the curious hours It's not the drifting nights This is not the truth of a deception of a silent cry
This is all I have to live for This is all I have to live This is all I have to live for This is all I have to live
Here lay the images Here lay the history This is the nowhere you once wrote that we should try to meet That was six p.m., that was 12 years past It's in my head, it's all I have It's all I have
This is the distance These are the memories This is the history of all the love lost in between It's four a.m., this is bad T.V. This is the sound of my hotel so I try to breath I try to breath