Let the song go All we ever need is a reason for a revolution So I run with the sun and the air til I feel it Run away to something I believe in The only place to go is where my heart beats faster I wander forever to find it, remember There’s nothing

LA, LA, find a place for me It's where I want to be When it rains I understand the skies are clear all day Give me all your spaces please City of the angels spread your wings for me I've been other places looking for my dream Eastern cities move to fast

Find a place in the sun But you keep on working for your place in the sun Someday you will find your place in the sun They’re always on the run When the lights go out in London Your work has just begun They never have time to give you They never have

You try to take the best of me Sick of you acting like I owe you this While I find a place to rest Find another place to feed your greed I want to be in another place I hate when you say you don't understand (You'll see it's not meant to be) I want to be

I'm on a quest, a quest for ships Come with me on a quest! Sailing's how I get my kicks I'm on a quest, a quest for boats I'm mad for anything that floats I'm on a quest, to find a craft A barge or bark or dinghy or raft I know a place at the edge of the

Vacate is the word...vengeance has no place so near to her Cannot find the comfort in this world Artificial tear...vessel stabbed...next up volunteers Vulnerable wisdom can't adhere... A truant finds home...and I wish to hold on... But there's a

Oh, oh, ah, my eagle eyes My, my, my eagle eyes Left it up to the great wide open To find out the places I'd be In my sleep they were growing all the time And now they've grown too far for me I didn't know how to wait out the ages So I wrecked my only

Why does love got to be so sad? Got to find me a way To take me back to yesterday How can I ever hope to forget you? Won't you show me a place Where I can hide my lonely face? I know you're going to break my heart if I let you Like a moth to a flame Like

Little girl, little girl And find yourself with your face in the gutter You're a stray for the Salvation Army There is no place like home Little one, little one From the river to the street When you've got no place to go Why are you crying?

Too low to find my way Too high to wonder why I've touched this place before Somewhere in another time Now I can hear the sun The clouds drifting through the blinds A half a million thoughts Are flowing through my mind A satellite recalled your voice