night after night, she lies awake and looks at the stars
she's dreaming of the elegant bars
the ocean and convertible cars
and day after day she dreams about running away
'cause every moment feels just the same
as the one that just floated away
so when you're ready, let me know
i'll meet you by the side of the road
i'll pack up all my things and we'll go
'cause i'm not leaving you behind
it was really just a matter of time
'til you came around and made up your mind...
there's a 10:15 that leaves to LA
we could be there in a couple of days
get lost in the metropolan maze
but don't tell your folks, we'll send a postcard from the road
trade in the desert for an oceanfront home
sing karaoke to the burning of Rome
you know there's something more, and baby, so do i...
now day after day, she dreams about leaving LA
she can't imagine how she can stay
caught up in this metropolan haze
...i think i might be leaving you behind
it was really just a matter of time
until i came around and made up my mind