What can pull us apart?
The tic toc of a clock's hands?
The days flying by?
Or the sand that
always slips out of your hand ?Well , wherever you are ,
I'll meet you there
Because for love ,
There's no place that far

What can pull us apart?
The tic toc of a clock's hands?
The days flying by?
Or the sand that
always slips out of your hand ?Well , wherever you are ,
I'll meet you there
Because for love ,
There's no place that far