Verse 1

They can count the empty chairs at every show

Ask us why we let the distance grow

But every mile between us disappears

When I remember how you pull me near

Pre-Chorus

You know my fire, I know your flame

Different stories, but we burn the same

Chorus

Let them talk, let them draw their lines

We are still connected across the miles

What I built, what I fought to prove

I would give it all, all to you

Let them talk, we already know

Some things stay when the seasons change and go

Summer packed its bags, the cold came through

But my whole heart still runs to you