pack the car, it's time for the next town.
leave the keys at the desk,
leave the ashtray in your bag.
we could drive all night, if we just switch places.
you get the wheel,
i'll get the pedals.
we've been running, can't remember where we're from,
just wondering if it's gonna last.
but we're not coming back.
we've got a half a tank of lowgrade.
i wonder if we'll ever run out of highway.
yesterday seems so far behind.
the deepest corner of the darkest regret of my mind.
[chorus]
it's a run away, it's a getaway.
gotta get away from everything on my mind
my eyes tell me it's time to go.
but i can't do it anymore
i can't see your eyes
in the rear view.
i don't know what all these signs say
but they've gotta say run away.
it's a getaway.
[chorus]