100 Miles Across The Room

If I could get out of my mind
If I could forget about me
If I could forget about time
I might begin to see you
Hear you, feel and understand you

If I could forget about life
If I could shut up about me
If I could not get out of my mind
Every once in a while
I might begin to see you
Hear you, feel and understand you
Instead of being hundred miles from you
When I'm sitting in the same room

If I could forget about trying to be special
Cause it has me ugly, bad skin, sore knees
Gathering disease, disease, disease