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