Catie Curtis

100 Miles

My mind is racing,
And my feet are moving slow.
Look all around me,
Dont see anything I know.
Id like to answer you,
But I cant clarify,
If Im 100 miles ahead,
Or 100 miles behind.

See signs of trouble,
But I dont know what to think.
I dont want to rock the boat,
Or let it slowly sink.
Id ask you questions,
But I dont want to make you cry,
Am I 100 miles ahead,
Or 100 miles behind?

Its going to rain,
Its going to pour,
Through sickness and worse,
Can I love more?

You carried me,
When I fell.
Can I carry you?
Can I love that well?
Ooooh..

My mind racing,
And Im sorry if it hurts.
Ive never been somewhere,
That I could not reverse.
If I dont wonder,
If I dont take my time,
Am I 100 miles ahead,
Or 100 miles behind?

Its going to rain,
Its going to pour,
Through sickness and health,
Can I love more?

You carried me,
When I fell.
Can I carry you?
Can I love that well?
Ooooh..

You carried me,
When I fell.
Can I carry you?
Can I love that well?
Ooooh..

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