A Hundred Miles

You won't be there
to fly behind my dreams...
are you the man in the moon,
the star lit grace all around me?
I've done the best I can...I hope you only see...

I have only one voice...
it'll echo a hundred miles someday...
the world is all around me,
ribbons of time dancing through the ebony night.
I'll shatter the barriers closing in one day...
I will make them realize...I can only be me.
There is no fear when dreams are the voice within,
looking straight to the orange dusted skies
moonlit stardust the grace of the angel...
I still know you're watching me...somewhere out there....
the father I'll never know...

skies stand still...man in the moon disappeared
even as the purple night cascaded,
drifting a hundred miles...this is my life.
I hope you see me just for who I am. 
After all this time...there will be light...

That red glowing star shoots freely across the dark.
It is my one only chance to be all I want.
I am not afraid of the voice within.
Let the crimson star dust leave traces...
Is it your face I see when darkness fades?
Like a stain glass portrait of the moon...
If I live to see that star cascading a hundred miles
like a dream...cause everything I do
comes back to you...
the father I never knew...

and if there is one chance
to be what you wanted me to be.
There is darkness before the pink lit dawn.
Gypsy smiles in the light...shattered flashbacks
left in the night...you know
I'd run a hundred miles just to get to you...