He walked 300 miles Just to bring, to bring me bread His body like a sculpture Almost decorated
And i´ll wake him As the dawn does And we´ll break in On the bus Saying this was Made for us and love
In lovers´ communion For 500 miles And in 500 miles Will he break, bring me again In lovers´ communion For 500 miles And in 500 miles Will we break, even break
Step it up Grab your phone
Get your suitcase There´s no time to waste A big adventure awaits
Sad news... France Suffered a late snow The blooms break through the ice In San Francisco A guitar man finally confessed He loved that actress Hearts touched by frost, we fought In the land of the midnight sun I lost myself I lost myself
I walk 300 miles Just to bring, to bring him bread In love some gifts are simple
Of those i am derated So i wake him as the dawn does And we´ll face what any lovers must Blueness pales within a flame´s lust
In lovers´ communion For 500 miles And in 500 miles Will he break, bring me again In lovers´ communion For 500 miles And in 500 miles Will he break Even break Will we break... even break Break... even break... Does love Don´t we