Distance - Leyan

We have burned our fingers

Fanatic views on both sides

The atmosphere is tense

Two souls supposed to collide

Sending the wrong message

We push ourselves way too far

Now facing this distance

Reminds how fragile we are

How could we not see this coming?

How could we not see this coming?

How could we not see this coming?

How could we not see this coming?

All by ourselves.

How could we not see this coming?

How could we not see this coming?

How could we not see this coming?

How could we not see this coming?

I’m not looking back.