Who am I to dream of sacred things.
I remember you, only the pleasantries.
I could have loved you all eternity.
And I reach across the country.

But I'll see you on the computer screen.
I can't lay myself across your chest, you see.
I miss the adventures of Booty and MeeMee.
But I'll find adventures on this side of the country.

I'll buy things on my credit card.
To build up points for miles so far.
I'd fly to you in a floating car.
Across the country, a frozen heart.

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