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!)