Far Away
J.Grande
There is a scene, set in the sand
And you’re there, in my mind
I see your face, I take your hand
I don’t dare, hold too tight
I feel your fingers slippin’
This time of year, it just makes it hard
When I turn, back the page
Straining to hear, what used to be loud
Now just echos of days
And they’re so far away
Yeah they’re so far away