He walked 300 miles
Just to bring, to bring me bread
His body, like a sculpture
Almost decorated

And I’ll wake him as the dawn does
And we’ll break it on the bus
Saying, "This was made for us, love."

In lovers communion for 500 miles
And in 500 miles will he break, break me again?
In lovers communion for 500 miles
And in 500 miles will we brake, even break?

Step it up, grab your phone, get your suitcaseThere is no time to waste, a big adventure awaits
Sad news, France suffered a late snow
The blooms break through the ice

In San Francisco
A guitar man finally confessed
He left that actressOver the lakes with hearts touched by frost
We fought in the Land of the Midnight Sun
I lost myself, I lost myself

I walk 300 miles
Just to bring, to bring him bread
In love some gifts are simple
Others I underrated
So I’ll wake him as the dawn does
And we’ll face what any lovers must
Blueness pales within a flames lust

In lovers communion for 500 miles
And in 500 miles will he break, break me again?
In lovers communion for 500 miles
And in 500 miles will he brake, even break?

Will we brake, even break
Brake, even brake
Don’t slow down
We might not even break