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Distance don't mean a thing
I come when you pull the strings
The strings of my heart
Wherever you are
Just pull, tug, tease
I'll keep coming back
Oh it's true
I keep coming back
That's what I do
I retrace my tracks, to you
Time isn't all it seems
No measure of you and me
Hours turn into days
Though I'm far away
Just pull, tug, tease
I'll keep coming back
Oh it's true
I keep coming back
That's what I do
I retrace my tracks, to you
And the place where I land
Is the palm of your hand
The strings of my heart
Wherever you are
Just pull, tug, tease
I'll keep coming back
Oh it's true
I keep coming back
That's what I do
I retrace my tracks, to you