Too Many Miles

I don't think you had in mind

When you set my city on a hill

For it's walls to be built up to keep the light in

Brick on brick I'm building stillBut the moon still shines

The stars seem brighter

I see you through the haze

So, I remain unfazedI don't think you were intending

When you pitched this tent you call your home

For it to be a place always in need of mending

With a bed as cold as stoneMy roof caved in, the weight of unbelief and

My eyes half closed, my vision getting weak and

Still I see you, I know you'll never fade

So, I am not afraid