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
But I know these broken wings still
Can learn to fly high
A million nights since I´ve had 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
Till 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 high