sometimes I run away, so I can hide
sometimes I feel the pain, from very deep inside
your love's like soft warm wax, melting in my hands
mad desperation instead of relaxation

I often bury my pale face in my cold hands
my tired eyes are covered in deep shame

and then I think of you, as much as I can do
it's such a natural thing, to be charmed by you
but when I'm back again, I realize you're not here but.....

far away.....so far away!

sometimes a little word, can make things change
my confidence is gone, it feels so strange
my sense of security, is purely fake
call me the master, in the art of mistake

and then I think of you, as much as I can do
but when I'm back again, I realize you're not here but.....

far away!

take me far away 3x

but when I'm back again, I realize you're not here but...

far away.....so far away
so far away.....so far away