I’ll be flicking stones at your window I’ll be waiting outside 'til you’re ready to go Won’t you come down? Come away with me I’ll be waiting, waiting on a brand new day Just think of all the places we could be Think of all the places we could be Well

Oooth hooo-if I could do it all over again Oooth hoo hoo-I'd be in the same skin I'm in The clothes I wear and the things they dare me to do Oooh hoooo hoo-the places I go Ohooo hout and the people I know The things I gain oooh Sometime they rain on me

I just looked myself Straight in the eyes and saw That I had to move To higher places So I took my courage In both hands and I pushed off the ground With all my might Took off from the red place

She just wants to be somewhere She just wants to be Of the past Now is greater And she knows that It's not that she walked away Her world got smaller All the usual places The same destinations

So long to the boys in the band Goodbye traveling Goodbye travelling Freight train Why am i , iým arriving late tonight And the world is turning Round and round the sun All the places spinning by and by one by one Coming home, iým on time Been gone such

I could always find a getaway from what I' was hiding from, Everywhere I go, and everything I do, There ain't a corner that I turn that ain't one big, I've lived all my life, with no ties that bind, There wasn't anything or anyone that I couldn't leave

So long to the boys in the band Goodbye traveling Goodbye travelling Freight train Why am i , iým arriving late tonight And the world is turning Round and round the sun All the places spinning by and by one by one Coming home, iým on time Been gone such

Sun went down looking like the eye of God Behind icy mist and stark bare trees Inside the dim empty cinema two guys in leather jackets Glance at each other and shiver "They never built these places with winter in mind" Out the window down the gray road

I’ll be flicking stones at your window I’ll be waiting outside 'til you’re ready to go Won’t you come down? Come away with me I’ll be waiting, waiting on a brand new day Just think of all the places we could be Think of all the places we could be Well

We don't fight fair Don't pretend you ever forgot about me With smiles on our faces We're dropped and well concealed In secret places (We don't fight fair) We do it in the dark Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcee? Style your wake for fashion