Catie Curtis - "100 Miles" My mind is racing, And my feet are moving slow. Look all around me, Don't see anything I know. I'd like to answer you, But I can't clarify, If I'm 100 miles ahead, Or 100...I 100 miles ahead, Or 100 miles behind? It's going to rain, It's going to pour, Through sickness and health, Can I love more? You carried me, When I fell. Can I carry you? Can I love that well?