Crow Flies Songtext
von Kris Delmhorst

On a clear day
I can see you from here
Almost reach out and touch you
You seem so near
Some things are further
Than they appear

Is it a matter of inches
Or a matter of miles
Is it a matter of minutes
Or hours or days since you smiled
It′s not a matter of fact
It's a matter of pride

But as the crow flies
It′s such a straight line
I'd be there in no time
As the crow flies


The going ain't easy
The footing is bad
Ain′t no points on the compass
Ain′t no lines on the map
And sometimes you wind up
In the place you began
Nothing's familiar
Nothing′s to scale

You're losing the blazes
As the light starts to fail
It′s a dead reckoning
On a coal trail

But as the crow flies
It's such a straight line
I′d be there in no time
As the crow flies

If I could spread my wings
If I could rise above
I'd ride the clear blue sky
All the way to your love

As the crow flies
Such a straight line
As the crow flies