4,000 Miles Away Songtext
von Olive

Wednesday we met up in London
Straight off the plane
Bags packed up to overflowing
It felt strange
A familiar face
Four thousand miles away
From a place
Where they know my name

We caught a train up to Holyhead
English countryside
Since I was sixteen I′d always said
This was a dream of mine
These rolling hills
Four thousand miles away
A romantic chill
This lolling sway


Now we hardly speak
I suppose in some odd way it's meant to be
But I miss those days in England
I miss those days in England

I tried for what seemed like a lifetime
To crack your shell
The only glimpse that I could ever find
I didn′t like so well
We found the end
Four thousand miles away
We're not even friends
I hope you're okay

Now we hardly speak
I suppose in some odd way it′s meant to be
But I miss those days in England
I miss those days in England
I miss those days in England
I miss those days in England


You always had
A thing that made me laugh
Now no one is laughing
No one is laughing anymore
I defended you
Turned a blind eye too
Now no one is laughing
No one is laughing anymore

Now we hardly speak
I suppose in some odd way it′s meant to be
But I miss those days in England
I miss those days in England
I miss those days in England