Our love sometimes seems so unreal
Especially the way you make me feel
Coming up on twenty-seven years
Good love is harder than it appears
We work hard to stay together
There are storms we’ve had to weather
Distance love is not for the weak
Nor is it for the timid or the meek
Your voice on the phone is what I crave
Whenever I feel lost or less than brave
I’ve cried my share of lonely tears
But I know you suffer the same fears
Hard to believe we’ve been “us” for so long
And the passion and love is still so strong
You’d like me to come out in the truck
But I don’t have the wanderlust or pluck
So I keep the home fires burning
While you keep the truck wheels turning
Some day soon we will be in the same place
And I again get to see your sweet face
For more than a night or two at a time
And my happiness will be sublime
