I know you've deceived me
Now here's a surprise.
I know that you have
'Cause there's magic in my eyes.
I can see for miles and miles
And miles and miles and miles...
Oh yeah.

If you think that I don't know
About the little tricks you play
And never see you when
Deliberately you put things in my way
Well, here's a poke at you
You're gonna choke on it too
You're gonna lose that smile
Because all the while...

I could see for miles and miles
I could see for miles and miles
I can see for miles and miles and miles...
Oh yeah...

You took advantage of my trust in you
When I was so far away.
I saw you holding lots of other guys
And now you've got the nerve to say
That you still want me,
Well, that's as may be
But you gotta stand trial
Because all the while...

I could see for miles, etc.

The Eiffel Tower and the Taj Mahal
Are mine to see on clear days
You thought that I would need a crystal ball
To see right through the haze.
Well, here's a poke at you
You're gonna choke on it too
You're gonna lose that smile
Because all the while...

I could see for miles and miles
I could see for miles and miles
I can see for miles and miles
And miles and miles and miles
And miles and miles and miles.

I'm a billion 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 gold and mine is grey
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 strain my arms
I can't reach you
I 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 plough
You fly your plane right over my head
You're so alive and I'm nearly dead

I can't reach you
With arms outstretched
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
With arms outstretched
I can't reach you
I crane my neck
I can't reach, trying to get on you
See, feel, or hear from you

I can't reach you
With arms outstretched
I can't reach you
I crane my neck
I can't reach, trying to get on you
See, feel, or hear, from you

Henry Pond had no fun
Had a face like a currant bun
This adolescent little fella
Was nicknamed by his friends, "Old Yella"

The doctors gave him creams and lotions
To try to soothe the boy's emotions
But all in vain the acne stayed
Henry's hopes began to fade

Then when just about to crack
Found another cream...Medac!
When Henry in the mirror peered
His pimples all had disappeared
Henry laughed and yelled, "I got a
Face just like a baby's bottom!"