Rivers and borders and states separate 
All across Dixie, these summers displaced

Knowing the distance isn’t that far but
When you miss what you don’t have
We might as well have been stars

You’ll whisper so close
but I’ll whisper so far
You’ll whisper so close
We might as well have been stars

These snow falls and mountains jutt from the crust 
Two thousand miles of road, ice, and dust.
Through the summer heat of Georgia’s blue skies
To winter still living across colder miles
To winter still living all across colder miles.

But no poems or rhythms can duly make due
Cause no matter the distance I’m still far from you
As unfortunate as the miles between
I’ll still keep on holding to my foolish dreams
I’ll still keep on holding on to my foolish dreams

So I try my best to make it each day
For you are what’s keeping all my fears at bay
And even though we might never work out
Like ice in the west I’ll eventually thaw out.
Like ice in the west yeah I guess I’ll thaw out.