[Verse 1] Behind the glass, a world streaks by, A boy with specs, beneath the sky. Phone in hand, a silent gleam, Lost in thoughts, a waking dream. [Chorus] Miles melt away, like ice in spring, A tiny world, the phone can bring. The engine hums, a lullaby, As landscapes blur, beneath his eye. [Verse 2] The sun descends, a golden hue, Painting shadows, fresh and new. He taps and swipes, a fleeting grace, A digital smile, upon his face. [Chorus] Miles melt away, like ice in spring, A tiny world, the phone can bring. The engine hums, a lullaby, As landscapes blur, beneath his eye. [Bridge] What stories hide, within the screen? What distant lands, he's yet to glean? A universe held, in his small hand, Across the roads, to promised land. [Chorus] Miles melt away, like ice in spring, A tiny world, the phone can bring. The engine hums, a lullaby, As landscapes blur, beneath his eye. [Outro] The journey ends, the day is done, But in his mind, the race is run. [End]