leaving so soon?

leaving today, leaving again, and this could be the last chance I get for a while but I already know I'm too much of a coward to even try for contact, I sit idly by and hope you bump into me, but you won't, you're more than miles away, we live in different lives, different worlds, farther than a phone line can stretch, there will never be enough stamps for letters, and I can scream my voice dry all day and you'll never even sense me, the line in the sand is growing wider by the day and even now it's too far to jump across and the way I see it you are the one with the ability to build bridges, and believe me when I say I'd be more than happy to help you build them.