Wireless, from London

All the letters you sent are all I've read
You're the author of memories
As the turn of the century has passed
So has our dreams
Lost in the ether between
I remember before, the pleading eyes
As I reassured you again
You said someday I would live to regret
But I just forgot how to live
I lost more than I had to give
Nothing here to protect from the cold
I left home without a hope
To the station through the winter snow
Will my message get through?
Distance has come between us
Distance has threatened our love
Distance won't tear us apart....
Wireless