5000 Miles [blue Suitcase Version]

I knew the day when I saw the sun shining through the rain
And I pulled my blue suitcase out of the closet
Searching for some sweet way to say good-bye to you and me

After such a long month of vague wanderings
I'm ready to bid farewell to this and that
Quietly, my heart starts to hurt a little bit more
But it's time for me to start my journey
I'm sure now that what I'm searching for isn't here...

"Take your time, but I can't wait anymore."

There's 5000 miles between me and my home
I hope the wind will answer me and lead the way 
Because this life is too precious to spend
Just trying not to disappoint you
I'm going to walk 5000 miles to find my place
Maybe when I'm there, I'll send you a postcard

I took your sentimental smiles and teary-eyed confession and silly good-byes
And packed them into my suitcase right next to my favorite dress
I'm trying to promise you that we'll never have this kind of pain again.

There are so many people at the train station
That it scares me just a little bit
I feel like laughing and taking a picture for you
These tiny memories will be my treasure
Like you and me, I think someday you'll remember and smile.

"Take your time, is what they say, but I can't wait anymore."

There's 5000 miles between me and precious person
I hope that person will answer me and take my hand
Because this life is too short for me just to
Spend all my time worrying about your happiness
I'm going to walk 5000 miles to find my person
Maybe I'll send you pictures from our photobooth.

I won't forget you and I won't forget me
Like that tender feeling I could never grasp.
I won't forget the appartment that faced the forest
Or the wish that led me here or the dusty pianio
Now we lay our feelings to rest and separate.

For that place I'm looking for, for that person I'm praying for
I'll walk 5000 miles, dragging my blue suitcase along
Even if no one understands and everyone hates me for it
There's only one wish I want granted, it's the song stuck in head
I can't stop until that place; hold that person...

There's 5000 miles between me and my destination
The tears that fell on the southbound train become
My promise that this is the last time my selfishness will hurt you
One step at a time, I'm singing the song that's stuck in my head
I'll make a photo album for you, maybe I'll even send it.

I believe that you will find what you're looking for.

Copyright © Ranza Trumper | Year Posted 2008

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