You were my Rufio,
I was Peter’s Jane.
Since you moved away
Nothing’s been the same.
You were my whirlwind,
I was your shining star,
But since we’ve been apart
You’ve been alone in the dark.
You were my Rufio,
I was Peter’s Jane.
I confess I miss your kisses
In the pouring rain.
You were my whirlwind,
I was your shining star.
How does thirteen miles
Feel so impossibly far?
