Maps Stretched Out too Many Miles To Count lets Just Say Were Inches Apart, even Closer At Heart, and Well Be Just Fine
another Pin Pushed In to Remind Us Where Weve Been. and Every Mile Adds Up and Leaves A Mark On Us and Sometimes Our Compass Breaks and Our Steady True North Fades well Be Just Fine
well Be Just Fine well Be Just Fine well Be Just Fine, i Know That We Will i Just Know We Will
time Moves Slow when Half Of Your Heart Has Yet To Come Home. every Minutes Adding Up and Leaving A Mark On Us. i Cant Get You Out Of My Mind. i Cant Get You Out Of My Mind. i Cant Get You Out Of My Mind. i Solemnly Swear, i Swear That Ill Never Try.
well Be Just Fine. well Be Just Fine. well Be Just Fine, i Know That We Will.
well Be Just Fine. well Be Just Fine. its A Matter Of Time til Our Compass Stands Still, til Our Compass Stands Still.