Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Our Escape

Our Escape

Why do you stand there silent?
I know you must have something to say.
I’ve been waiting for a response.
Some kind of reaction.
I need to know it will all be ok.

Chorus:
What if I said there was a plane ticket with your name on it?
It could be our escape.
Always struggling to stay free.
I’m tired of the same view.
We could sit on the beach in Mexico.
It really doesn’t matter as long as it’s you and me.

I know it’s misguided.
But I need to put my faith in something tangible.
Something I can see.
We’ve lost control of all our surroundings.
I need a change of scenery.

Chorus:
What if I said there was a plane ticket with your name on it?
It could be our escape.
Always struggling to stay free.
I’m tired of the same view.
London, Paris, or maybe Rome.
It really doesn’t matter as long as it’s you and me.

My heart is set on a new adventure.
I can have my bags packed by later today.
Stop making excuses about responsibilities.
I know for us they can all wait.

Chorus:
What if I said there was a plane ticket with your name on it?
It could be our escape.
Always struggling to stay free.
I’m tired of the same view.
We could learn a new language by the Mediterranean Sea.
It really doesn’t matter as long as it’s you and me.

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