Revolverheld and Schomaker drop listeners right into the bittersweet reality of a long-distance relationship. Each reunion feels like meeting a new person: the singer is a perpetual tourist in his partner’s city, never fully at home, yet convinced that even this half-life is better than being apart. Trains, cold station platforms and endless phone calls paint a vivid picture of love stretched across miles. The chorus hammers home the frustration: “I hate our love at a distance… I always have you for a moment, but never completely.”
Despite the anger and exhaustion, the song also flashes moments of quiet hope. Sunday cuddles whisper “we can make this work,” even if Monday mornings bring fresh doubt. That push-and-pull captures the universal struggle of couples split by geography: craving closeness, fearing it will all unravel, yet choosing to believe that love is strong enough to bridge the gap.