I just wanna call you.
Because I don’t know where I’m going,
But I want to you to come.
Let’s fly away in a plane, or flap our arms or fall asleep.
All I know is that we can’t stay here.
Forget tomorrow. It’s far away…
But here and now is more than close.
Let’s fly away in a plane or crank back the catapult or fall asleep.
We’re growing out of our shoes, out of our pants and hats.
Brush your teeth and slip on in.
Let’s run away in our too small shoes or hit the street, brother’ll buy us some booze.
I’d rather fly away in a plane or flap our arms or fall asleep.