Well I know that you have the same desires That I have theses days I'm not talking bout the money I'm not talking bout acknowledgement You question yourself bout all the silly things you plan to do. Is there a sense at all? I can't give you answers, too But I can tell you there are different ways to view the world
I think that it's time to get away from all this I think that it's time to get away from all this If you ask me I'd say let's get away It's time to pack your back and chop off with me We both know that in this show There's just no place for us to be There's just no part for us to play …so let's get away
I'd like to travel away for miles And miles and miles and miles Away from all the jealousy and desperate souls I have to get away to stay away For years and years and years Past the maze of dusty roads, walking on hot coals