No one in sight for fifty miles

Sleeping fields sigh as I glide across their spines

If I can just reach the crest of that hill

This whole day will tumble

Out the night will spill

The sky as still as a spinning top

Shooting stars drop like burning words from above

If I could just connect all these dots

The truth would tumble like a cynic vexed by love

And yet people keep saying

I'm miles from my home

Miles from my home

I met you again in my sleep last night

These are days of slow boats and false starts

Hearts remain under lock and key

You will be the one to set them both free

And yet people will tell you

You're miles from your home

Miles from your home

But that's where I want to be

Out there searching

Out here fumbling

Out here waiting

For you and you for me

The moon hangs like a question mark

Pale as milk

Bold as promise

When will you share these sights with us

When will we hold you in our arms

And people will tell them

We're miles from our home

Miles from our home