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Far from home Will never be natural I feel like an astronaut in space sidereal The stars crying in a lonesome tune None can mend this heart-shaped wound The clock ticks slow The hours crawl Distance affects me like a hit against the wall I count the days, I count the years But time has stolen all my tears A photograph, a faded smile Frozen in some distant while I hold it close, but it's not the same Just a ghost inside a broken frame Just clo-o-o-o-o-oser Clo-o-o-o-o-oser Let the rhythm pull you near Just clo-o-o-o-o-oser Clo-o-o-o-o-oser Clo-o-o-o-o-closer to me A photograph, a faded smile Frozen in some distant while I hold it close, but it's not the same Just a ghost inside a broken frame Just clo-o-o-o-o-oser Clo-o-o-o-o-oser Let the rhythm pull you near Just clo-o-o-o-o-oser Clo-o-o-o-o-oser Clo-o-o-o-o-closer to me Just clo-o-o-o-o-oser Clo-o-o-o-o-oser Clo-o-o-o-o-closer to me