Across the Miles

Андрей Фишт
Across the miles,
I feel your breeze,
Whispers in my soul,
Your love still sets me free.

Your love is making distance fade,
And it doesn't matter what was said.
With the memories of you and me,
I feel every second being free.

Chorus:
I still love you,
I feel your love too,
Though our worlds are apart,
We see our bright light.

In dreams, I see your smile,
The longing grows again,
And yearning for a while,
I'll find my place in space.

Across the miles,
I feel your breeze,
Whispers in my soul,
Your love still sets me free.

Your love is making distance fade,
And it doesn't matter what was said.
With the memories of you and me,
I feel every second being free.

Chorus:
I still love you,
I feel your love too,
Though our worlds are apart,
We see our bright light.

In dreams, I see your smile,
The longing grows again,
And yearning for a while,
I'll find my place in space.


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