You know you can cross Iowa in a straight line.
I like to think about that fact all of the time.

It's a little under 1/3 of the day to the state line.
And God only knows I have enough free time.

I'm not saying that I'm keeping my hopes high.
Just that it's beautiful we see the same skyline.

I like that at any moment I could look outside.
And from 551 miles away look into your eyes.

Unless we're both looking west... But that's just semantics I guess.

And it's just unrealistic, and in my heart, masochistic, to say I probably love you, when distance keeps it's subdued.

But it's the final feeling, I feel once a day.
I don't wanna say I miss you, when you've never gone away.

And it's just cataclysmic, and in my mind,...