Far as the eye can see Wish I was a little more So far from me Must be why I love you so Lost in no dream Of waiting, no year Center of the sun How come? How come? How come? How come? In the land of the upsell I, too, am desperate Waiting this way All through twelve months of May So hard to find Face of the earth Easy to tell Farewell, farewell Farewell, farewell Far as the eye can see Wish I was a little more So far from me Must be why I love you so Lost in no dream Of waiting, no year Center of the sun So near, so near How come? How come? I want you here I want you here I want you here I want you here I want you here I want you here I want you here I want you here I want you here I want you here I want you here I want you here I want you here I want you here