Monday comes like a loaded gun and I’m trying to escape. Want to run, wanna chase this sun. Let it walk the world away, looking on at the empty streets. These are changes what I need. I feel snow and there is open road and I feel sweet relieve. I wanna getaway, gotta getaway. Going by the loop beneath these skies. Cause I need a change. Yeah, I need a change.
Oh dear sea, I’m coming. I want to watch the bright moon and lay down on the soft sand under a bed of stars. I’m ready for a little escape.