Bobo In White Wooden Houses - Remote lyrics

How much I would like To take care of you But nothing has been found To make it possible You've been so close For so long No way to return To go on While you are so remote And nothing feels like home While you are counting backwards I am still yours How much I would like To trade with you Yet everything I've got was Unpredictable Far cry from here We will grow Why don't you file away the darkness And you'll know While you are so remote Nothing feels like home While you are counting backwards I am still yours You are so remote