Two matching marks on a scrap of happiness,
with your lipstick kiss in the corner there;
it's a season ticket for admission to miss you,
and complimentary contentment in the conviction that you care.



Where you are is never so far that I'm without you, my dear.
I'm without doubt,
because knowing of your love is easy,
easy as seeing your marks on the map you gave me,

to help me to find you if you lose yourself;
an X representing where I'm standing,
and an O to show me where you are;
you're never so far, oh you're never so far,

that we're not connected, and I'm not directed,
by a dotted line an inch or eight along.
It's been a long time you've been away,
but that's okay because you're never so far.



It's only easy to forget her if you let your
Self-same Savior slip your mind
But her behavior in all her ways are all so mine
that I'd just as soon leave myself behind

Never so simple a similarity
Implying the eminent end that's par
For the world's limitations, and past all it's polarity,
We're always connected, and you're never so far



And words can cross worlds if they mean as much as
They're meant to,
and every message sent will get to you I know,
I go to you with every ode and

Oh, if only I could be
bi-existent,
but someone's laws are insistently preventing me from
pushing through the usuality
to you'¦

And you're my everything'¦

An X representing where I'm standing,
And an O to show me where you are
That dotted line goes a long, long way
But that's okay because you're never so far.



Where you are is never so far that I'm without you, my dear.
I'm without doubt,
because knowing of your love is easy,
easy as seeing your marks on the map you gave me,

to help me to find you if you lose yourself;
an X representing where I'm standing,
and an O to show me where you are;
you're never so far, oh you're never so far,

that we're not connected, and I'm not directed,
by a dotted line an inch or eight along.
It's been a long time you've been away,
but that's okay because you're never so far.









And you're my everything'¦







An X representing where I'm standing,
And an O to show me where you are
That dotted line goes a long, long way
But that's okay because you're never so far.

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