fifty thousand miles and a thousand more to go and I'm feeling more lost with each step I take alone and I'm wearing out faith like a pair of old shoes strong enough to say I'm weak enough to need you and I'm picking up your satellite from somewhere in the galaxy are you ok tonight wish you were here with me
and I'll never give up until the journey is through believing in time the road will lead to you and whenever I'm lost under the light of the moon hope is my guide and the road will lead to you
and I'm waiting for the night you wreck me with a smile so beautiful in white you illuminate the isle I want to see your eyes in our tiny baby girl surprised by joy In this cynical world and I'm picking up your satellite from somewhere in the galaxy hope you're ok tonight wish you were here with me
