Sweetbox
Sweetbox - Million Miles lyrics
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A million miles past who I am A million miles past who I was A million miles away from home And everywhere that I belong A million thoughts away from you A million roads left to rebuild Just to burn over again I'm like a stoned prophet The same old story of regret I know these broken wings still Can learn to fly A million nights from getting sleep A million scars still cut so deep A million times I've tried to call But the words just seem so small A million lies away from truth A million tears from over you Until I'm over you I'm like a stoned prophet The same old story of regret But I know these broken wings still Can learn to fly