hundred miles many faces and some tears (and) no one’s asking if i feel alright complaining about the years taking this joyride it’s easy to remind you thousand miles many changes and some people are asking if i feel alright always around you and everywhere seems too far from here always around you you dream is my reality and that’s how it will always be and everything i do is to think the following way: “life doesn’t have to be so complicated” hundred miles and i make a smart decision could you fix my broken heart complaining about the years taking this joyride it’s easy to remind you thousand miles many changes and some people are asking if i feel alright how can things go wrong? / it’s part of a normal decline? it’s a balance that you can’t deny, can’t deny have you someone to blame? it’s really easy that way! it’s a balance that you can’t deny, can’t deny it’s over but seems so right could you please fix my broken heart.