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
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I Can't Reach You
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