Million Miles

Can you roll down the window, can I have a cigarette

Can I sweep you for forgiveness,

Can I sweep you for regret

And can you drive a little faster, to clear my head

Can you see that I've been crying, can you tell that I've been alone

Can we walk the streets at the same time, I don't mind

I'll be quiet and no one will know

And can you drive a little faster, take me home

These are the days that make up the lifetimes

These are the clothes that I wear

And this is the only thing I wanted more than anything

I want to fall, at a million miles an hour with people and

Little picture radios, and I'm smiling but I'm

Trying hard not to smile

And I crave for the little conversation

And the way you toss your hair back, you're beautiful

And it suits me fine

These are the days that make up the lifetimes

These are the clothes that I wear

And this is the only thing I wanted more than anything

I want to fall, at a million miles an hour with people and

Little picture radios, and I'm smiling but I'm

Trying hard not to smile

And I crave for the little conversation

And the way you toss your hair back, you're beautiful

And it suits me fine

I want to fall, at a million miles an hour with people and

Little picture radios, and I'm smiling but I'm

Trying hard not to smile

And I crave for the little conversation

And the way you toss your hair back, you're beautiful

And it suits me fine

These are the days that make up the lifetimes

These are the lifetimes that make up generations

These are the lifetimes that make up generations

These are the days

These are the days that make up the lifetimes