He walked 300 miles Just to bring, to bring me bread His body like a sculpture Almost decorated
And i’ll wake him As the dawn does And we’ll break in On the bus Saying this was Made for us and love
In lovers' communion For 500 miles And in 500 miles Will he break, bring me again In lovers' communion For 500 miles And in 500 miles Will we break, even break
Step it up Grab your phone Get your suitcase There’s no time to waste A big adventure awaits
Sad news... France Suffered a late snow The blooms break through the ice In San Francisco A guitar man finally confessed He loved that actress Hearts touched by frost, we fought In the land of the midnight sun I lost myself I lost myself
I walk 300 miles Just to bring, to bring him bread In love some gifts are simple Of those i am derated So i wake him as the dawn does And we’ll face what any lovers must Blueness pales within a flame’s lust
In lovers' communion For 500 miles And in 500 miles Will he break, bring me again In lovers' communion For 500 miles And in 500 miles Will he break Even break Will we break... even break Break... even break... Does love Don't we