On the bus that had begun to drive off
I press my cheeks against the glass and stare at you
Distorted in the sunrise, you wave your hand
And your figure grows further and further away
Lord, I'm one
Lord, I'm two
Lord, I'm three
Lord, I'm four
Lord, I'm five hundred miles away
A hundred miles, a hundred miles
A hundred miles, a hundred miles
Now five hundred miles, all on my own
The season changes, and even if
The tears disappear from my memory of us
From here on, no matter who we love next
Our hearts will still feel the pain
And now is the time where stars twinkle
High above the street that you live on
A hundred miles, A hundred miles,
A hundred miles, A hundred miles,
Five hundred miles away from you