

Two thousand miles of pavement and a dial tone Your voice is
static, but it feels like home
I watched the map dot slowly crawl away
Another timezone, different shade of gray
You send a photo,
coffee by the glass I watch the headlights in the rearview pass
I keep the promise on the dashboard line No matter how the
distance tries to realign
I am still yours,
you are still mine (even in the dark) (ooh,
yeah)
We live in fragments,
paragraphs and green screens
Trying to piece together what a day means It's abstract when the
touch is out of reach
But I still practice every word you teach
No drift, no slip,
I'm holding onto the thread Ignoring all the shadows in my head
I keep the promise on the dashboard line No matter how the
distance tries to realign
I am still yours,
you are still mine
(even in the dark) (ooh,
yeah)
I am still yours (still yours) You are still mine