It's Monday morning And I would kill for a chance to drive Get so far away from here with you my dear That I'll never leave your side Nobody knows the troubles I've seen In a van, on a soapbox for the world to see
We're getting older I've started to fear for my life is this the way that it should be? this whole thing's riding on me it's been a long road so far nowhere to turn There's no looking back from here no more dwelling on myfears