Their ashes stairing back at me
Another time around but still cant see
And still we even it up
It seems the wheels of the train
If it was ever on it
But have you seen her
She is never, ever too far away
I know it
She is never, ever too far away
Red face suited, paint by numbers
Little crooked mic stand keeps us honest
And we bow our heads
And we clap our hands, again
The wheels of the train
If it was ever on it
But have you seen her
She is never, ever too far away
I know it
She is never, ever too far away
Have you seen her
She is never, ever too far away
I know it
She is never, ever too far away
Have you seen her
Have you seen her