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I'm a million ages past you |
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A million years behind you too |
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A thousand miles up in the air |
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A trillion times I've seen you there |
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Your hair is golden, mine is grey |
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You walk on grass, it turns to hay |
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You blood is blue and mine is red |
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My body strains, but the nerves are dead |
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I can't reach you |
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I've strained my eyes |
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I can't reach you |
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I've split my sides |
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I can't reach |
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Tryin' to get on you |
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See, feel or hear from you |
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The distances grow greater now |
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You drink champagne and past me plow |
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You fly your plane right over my head |
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You're still alive and I'm nearly dead |
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I can't reach you |
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With arms outstretched |
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I can't reach you |
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I crane my neck |
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I can't reach |
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Tryin' to get on you |
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See, feel or hear from you |
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Once I caught a glimpse |
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Of your unguarded, untouched heart |
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Our fingertips touched and then |
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My mind tore us apart |
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I can't reach you |
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With arms outstretched |
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I can't reach you |
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I crane my neck |
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I can't reach |
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Tryin' to get on you |
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See, feel or hear from you |
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I can't reach you |
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With arms outstretched |
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I can't reach you |
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I crane my neck |
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I can't reach |
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Tryin' to get on you |
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See, feel or hear from you |
