Separated by a seventeen-hour plane ride No amount of aviation Was ever gonna save us From falling apart Unravelling slowly Questioning what I know Everything I thought I wanted and needed was all in your arms We used to play a game Where we'd try change all of the ways to name a street sign Boulevard or country lane, none of them matter If none of them lead to you. If none of them lead to you. Separated by an ocean of problems Stopping me from getting to you Nothing gets easier Still get lost at the thought of your face in the morning You've been calling are you tired of sleeping alone Talking still feels lonely When all you want is somebody to hold We used to play a game Where we'd try change all of the ways to name a street sign Boulevard or country lane, none of them matter If none of them lead to you. If none of them lead to you. Used to play a game Where we'd try change all of the ways to name a street sign Boulevard or country lane, none of them matter If none of them lead to you. If none of them lead to you.