Don't get me wrong Baby, you're the prize of a thousand miles You're shinning in the things you wear My eyes can't bear The more how unfair With gold sparkles around you And the splendid hour surrounds you Ten miles away from the finish line How come I'm ready to see there I treat this journey as a challenge To get on this life with you However, forever is a bit blur I may never feel like we belong together Darling I say this to you Because it wasn't meant to be The butterflies been telling me The vision that I carry is vision of reality Now all I see is the illusion of beauty That may seem some adequacy Baby you seem too perfect for me My eyes reflecting spinning image of you I see a flower white as it seem Perfect too A thousand miles My eyes can't bear The more how unfair Ten miles away from the finish line The butterflies been telling me The vision that I carry is the vision of reality