Long Distance

The name of every taxi man in Southeast Asia
I arrive in the jungle night rain
Light reflected in the streets
Skyline of Singapore never sleeps
I found you looking for me through the glass
It couldn't have been written better
I pass customs, luggage, taxi line, apartment
Thank you for sharing your grandiose life with me
I met you on a winter's day in a Montana cafe
The land of wind and snow
I felt you that day stare and long for me
I felt wanted and desired by someone like you
You answered many prayers
Where I found religion
In golden mountainside temples
And I believed
In the possibility
Of always you and me