Tied By Miles Lyrics

If I could, I would fix our wrists together
In such a fashion that God, Himself, couldn’t tear us
apart
But impossibility knows nothing of compromise
And hope can only take us so far

Tracing your outline in my sheets
Painting your face on my pillow
Faking going to sleep
So I can fake waking up to you

But my hands are tied by miles

If I could I would, rest our cheeks together
So I could hear every word that escapes your mouth And kisses could act as punctuation
And I would pray and wait for periods and exclamation
points
Tracing your outline in my sheets
Painting your face on my pillow
Faking going to sleep
So I can fake waking up to you

My hands are tied

Tracing your outline in my sheets
Painting your face on my pillow
Faking going to sleep
So I can fake waking up to you
But my hands are tied by miles...

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