His body like a sculpture
and I’ll wake him as the dawn does
and we’ll break it on the bus
saying “this was made for us love”
In lovers communion for 500 miles
And in 500 miles will he break
In lovers communion for 500 miles
And in 500 miles will we brake
There is no time to waste
Sad news France suffered a late snow
The blooms break through the ice
A guitar man finally confessed
Over the lakes with hearts touched by frost
We fought in the Land of the Midnight Sun
In love some gifts are simple
So I’ll wake him as the dawn does
And we’ll face what any lovers must
Blueness pales within a flames lust
In lovers communion for 500 miles
And in 500 miles will he break
In lovers communion for 500 miles
And in 500 miles will he brake