This distance I’m creating could destroy us in the end.    Over countless miles, I can’t get you out of my head.       Weeks away from home are nothing compared to a day without you.    [x2]      Too many nights I’m thinking of what I’ve left behind.    They say distance will make you stronger, but I feel weaker with every week.      Weeks away from home are nothing compared to a day without you.    [x2]      I left my heart on the side of the road.    Distance will be my struggle with hope. Why is this all on me? I know where my heart is, where’s yours, where’s yours?