Letras: Petra Haden. Who Sell Out. I Can't Reach You.

The [Incomprehensible] with dynamic tension
Can turn into a piece of [Incomprehensible]

I'm a million ages past you
A million years behind you too
A thousand miles up in the air
A trillion times I've seen you there

Your hair is golden, mine is gray
You walk on grass, it turns to hay
Your blood is blue and your eyes are red
My body strains but the nerves are dead

I can't reach you, I've strained my eyes
I can't reach you, I've split my sides
I can't reach trying to get on you
See, feel or hear from you

The distances grow greater now
You drink champagne and past me plow
You fly your plane right over my head
You're so alive and I'm nearly dead

I can't reach you without that stretched
I can't reach you, I crane my neck
I can't reach trying to get on you
See, feel or hear from you

Once I caught a glimpse
Of your unguarded untouched heart
Our fingertips touched and then
My mind tore us apart

I can't reach you without that stretched
I can't reach you, I crane my neck
I can't reach trying to get on you
See, feel or hear from you

Can't reach you without that stretched
I can't reach you, I crane my neck
I can't reach trying to get on you
See, feel or hear from you