Lyrics

Ten thousand miles, that's how the song goes,
My heart feels like a bruised and withered rose

So many miles away from here
If I walked without stopping for coffee,
Still it would take three years

And it makes me wonder
Just what we've been waiting for
'Cos it's no more fun, dear,
Standing in the cold
With Santa and his reindeer
Waiting for the snow

And I get so low
I get so lonely
I could count the miles
I could count the miles
I'm counting the miles
That lead me to your door

Locked in my room with my radio
I'm sending out messages -
Didn't you learn the enigma code?
Still I'm doing my best to get through to you,
I'm shouting and crying,
I really am trying
To break this blue sky down

And it makes me wonder
Just what I'm still doing here
A stranger at the party
Wearing Groucho Marx's nose
Hanging out the bathroom window
Waiting to let go

And I get so low
I get so lonely
I could count the miles
I could count the miles
I'm counting the miles
That lead me to your door

Vocals - Emma Lewendon
Piano & Rhodes - Todd McNeal

From the album 'All My Good Intentions' (2007)