Song: Distance

Dusty Windows, 7 am, good morning Moscow,
For the tenth coffee, the people and their city -
The distance between us
And there are too many unnecessary "but" and "except".

You still do not smoke and can not be,
And I'm exactly twice per hour speed up your heart rate.

You're online - I, too,
You're in an active search I have the status it's complicated,
It's understandable, but to take easy.

Without emoticons, the stars, without verbiage
You delete messages, I photos.
I have to remember left a few texts in your phone.
You deteriorate just as I have killed the conscience.

Not a few of us - you and me only two.
It was good for us really, but loneliness is more expensive.