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Trying to catch Christmas eve with a 737 Via St. Louis with on a threadbare heart I'm trying hard to believe in ghosts and heaven And wheels that turn with a broken part Stealing kisses over the phone Making wishes on a bottle of Côtes du Rhône Some of these days are longer than The lonely distance that's between them Let's be closer than we are to Jupiter or Spain There are 2 seats at the bar for Mr. and Mrs. My Last Name We are simpler than the stars that our eyes cannot contain Let's be closer than we are Try to build galaxies Out of winks and shivers that you give me when you call my name Try to write symphonies With a hand that quivers in the storm of your elusive rain Leaving lovers on their own Crawling through burning cities to get back home Some of these days are longer than The lonely distance that's between them Let's be closer than we are to Jupiter or Spain There are 2 seats at the bar for Mr. and Mrs. My Last Name We are simpler than the stars that our eyes cannot contain Let's be closer than we are Let's be all that will remain Some of these days are longer than The lonely distance that's between them Let's be closer than we are to Jupiter or Spain There are 2 seats at the bar for Mr. and Mrs. My Last Name We are simpler than the stars that our eyes cannot contain Let's be closer than we are Let's be all that will remain Let's be closer than we are |