The Distance

So heavy tonight, the air is. Your scent lingers fresh to my senses and all I hear is the question fresh on my mind. But lasting truth is elusive, as love is and tomorrow can't be bribed to keep a love as it is today and yesterday. Strong as I will it always. But my will is weak, as a love-stricken heart is, and if I'm to have an answer now, I'll tell you what my heaviest wish is, that I could love you for a thousand years. If you could pretend that a moment is more than what it is.