maps stretched out too many miles to count. letâs just say weâre inches apart, and even closer at heart, and weâll be just fine. another pin pushed in to remind us where weâve been. and every mile adds up and leaves a mark on us. and sometimes our compass breaks and our steady true north fades. weâll be just fine. weâll be just fine, weâll be just fine, weâll be just fine, i know that we will, i just know we will. time moves slow when half of your heart has yet to come home. every minuteâs adding up and leaving a mark on us. i canât get you out of my mind, i canât get you out of my mind, i canât get you out of my mind. i solemnly swear, i swear that iâll never try. weâll be just fine, weâll be just fine, weâll be just fine, i know that we will, weâll be just fine, weâll be just fine. itâs a matter of time til our compass stands still, til our compass stands still.