So close, but still so far

Siden jeg som sagt ikke får til å skrive ned mine egne innvoller, så må jeg få skrive ned noen andres innvoller. Jeg ble i skikkelig trist-humør, ikke direkte trist, men at jeg er litt trist inni meg, uten og egentlig ha grunn til det. Men her er en av mine ynglingvs innvoller noen har skrevet; So close fra filmen Enchanted, med John McLaughlin.

You're in my arms
And all the world is gone
The music playing on
For only two
So close togehter

And when I'm with you
So close to feeling alive

A life goes by
Romantic dreams must die
So I bid mine goodbye
And never knew
So close was waiting
Waiting here with you
And now, forever, I know
All that I want is to hold you
So close

So close to reaching
That famous happy and
Almost believing
This one's not pretend
Now you're beside me
And look how far we've come
So far
We are
So close...

Oh, how could I face the faceless days
If I should lose you now?

We're so close to reaching
That famous happy ending
Almost believing
This one's not pretend
Let's go on dreaming
Though we know we are
So close
So close, and still
So far...

Selv om det er en fin tekst og jeg burde bli glad av den, så blir jeg trist av den.. oO