Sweetheart.

Rain-wet earth
Darkened roads
Grey sun
The hills rise from the green
My baby lives on a screen.
Sees cross country
Big university, small room
Won't be close
Anytime soon
Not nearer than
In my pocket, next to my pillow
Carried around, kept
On buses,
Moving on railway tracks
Rain-wet earth
Darkened roads
Grey sun
Won't see me anytime soon
Tells me to have fun.