It would be a crime after all of this time
If someone else was writing my lines
It may come as no surprise
Stealing my rhymes, I do not mean to criticize

I can see the fires
I am in my prime, I might not get another day
To do this thing, I gotta do
It is high time, I make the climb
I gotta get back to you

I work and I slave
I am a man of faith and I pray
There gotta be something I can do
I'm a million miles away from you

Take this as a sign, through the dirty sunshine
To fantasize is not to outshine
I am running redlights and every stop sign
I think that I could be going right out of my mind

I can see the fires
I am in my prime, I might not get another day
To do this thing, I gotta do
It is high time, I make the climb
I gotta get back to you

I'm a million miles away (away from you!)
I'm a million miles away (away from you!)

Caught in the long lines, not of my design
I'm the boy who defies all
Convince me otherwise I do not compromise
I'm king size let the chips fall

Every time I look into your eyes, the more I realize
I'm not where I need to be

I work and I slave
I am a man of faith and I pray
There gotta be something I can do
I'm a million miles away from you

Caught in the long lines, not of my design
I'm the boy who defies all
Convince me otherwise I do not compromise
I'm king size let the chips fall

Every time I look into your eyes, the more I realize
I'm not where I need to be

I'm a million miles away (away from you!)
I'm a million miles away (away from you!)

Million miles away (away from you!)
I'm a million miles away (away from you!)
Million miles away (away from you!)
I'm a million miles away (away from you!)