500 Miles - Peter, Paul & Mary

Miles and miles and miles Before we reach the sand Cacti and cacti for miles Miles of dry land, dry land We gonna make it Ooh, we gonna make it We gonna take it Ooh, we gonna take it easy Once we feel the sea breeze My, my, my, my, my, my My lover, my maker, my breaker Take me by the hand We could go walking for miles Once we reach the sand, the sand We gonna make it Ooh, we gonna make it We gonna take it Ooh, we gonna take it easy Once we leave the city We gonna make it Ooh, we gonna make it We gonna take it Ooh, we gonna take it We gonna make it Yeah, we gonna make it easy, easy We gonna make it Ooh, we gonna make it We gonna take it Ooh, we gonna take it easy

So this is love, or so you tell me As you're walkin' out the door And months go by, and I know for certain It's not the love I'm lookin' for Sometimes, just for a moment I reach out, hope you're still there Miles away No, you're never turnin' back I just can't wait anymore Miles away Nothin' left of what we had Just when I needed you most You were miles away It's hard to tell, what you're goin' through You kept your feelings locked inside of you Open your heart, and chances are What you're feelin', I'm feelin' too If only just for a moment Hold on to the dreams that we had Miles away No, you're never turnin' back I just can't wait anymore Miles away Nothin' left of what we had Just when I needed you most You were miles away When times were tough, and you were down and out Who was there by your side? Now you've gone; I'm so tired of bein' alone With only your promises Loneliness just fades away Thoughts of you, just memories No cryin' now, for what we're missin' Time won't forget what you meant to me Hold me, just for a moment Hold on to the dreams that we had Miles away No, you're never turnin' back I just can't wait anymore Miles away Nothin' left of what we had Just when I needed you most You were miles away

There's too many things that I haven't done yet There's too many sunsets I haven't seen You can't waste the day wishing it'd slow down You would've thought by now I'd have learned something Yea-yea-yea I made up my mind when I was a young girl I've been given this one world I won't worry it away, no But now and again I lose sight of the good life I get stuck in a low light But then love comes in How far do I have to go to get to you Many the miles Many the miles, oh-oh How far do I have to go to get to you Many the miles, ooh But send me the miles And I'll be happy to follow you, love I do what I can wherever I end up To keep giving my good love And spreading it around, yea-yea 'Cause I've had my fare share of take care and goodbyes I've learned how to cry And I'm better for that Sing, how far do I have to go to get to you Many the miles Many the miles, oh-oh How far do I have to go to get to you Many the miles, ooh Send me the miles and I'll be happy to, yea Red letter day, I'm in a blue mood Wishing that blue would just carry me away I've been talking to God Don't know if it's helping or not But surely something has got to, got to, got to give 'Cause I can't keep waiting to live How far do I have to go to get to you Many the miles Many the miles, oh-oh How far do I have to go to get to you Many the miles, ooh But send me the miles and I'll be happy to, yea How far do I have to go to get to you Many the miles Many the miles How far do I have to go to get to you Many the miles Many the miles I've been talking to God Don't know if it's helping or not Many the miles Many the miles, oh-oh How far do I have to go to get to you Many the miles, ooh Send me the miles and I'll be happy to Follow you, love There's too many things I haven't done yet There's too many sunsets I haven't seen

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour