Let him come into the city
Let him find his lucky penny
Let him put it in his pocket
And shake it all around 


I`ve been to pretty buildings, all in search of you
I have lit all the candles, sat in all the pews
The desert had been done before,
But I didn`t even care
I got sand in both my shoes and scorpions in my hair
I saw that... 


Oh the distance is not do-able
In these bodies of clay my brother
Oh the distance, it makes me uncomfortable
Guess it`s natural to feel this way
Oh, let`s hold out for somethin` sweeter
Spread your wings and fly 


My car became the church and I
The worshipper of silence there
In a moment peace came over me
And the one who was beatin` my heart appeared and... 


Oh the distance is not do-able
In these bodies of clay my brother
Oh the distance, it makes me uncomfortable
Guess it`s natural to feel this way
Oh, are we locked into these bodies?
Let`s hold out for somethin` sweeter
Spread your wings and fly 


Oh, are we locked into these bodies?
Are we anything at all?
Let`s hold out for somethin` sweeter
Spread your wings and fly
This distance is dreamin`
We`re already there tonight