Twenty Years

Well, I've been running from something

Twenty years in my car

Down a road that's leading me nowhere

Yeah, we drive through the farmland

No one knows where we're from

Could I kiss you and make you a queen

Or something in between?

Do you want to see

The place where I am free?

'Cause in my mind I need it

But you're nowhere near to me

Move to New York City

Take your woman by the hand

Leave her there with your things on the doorstep

And there's no way around it

Could this be our last dance?

So fall asleep with the TV, darling

I'll be back again

Do you want to see

The place where I was free?

'Cause in my mind I've been there

And there's no one here but me

In the morning it'll find you

Let the light shine away

Down a road that's leading me nowhere

And there's no way around it

Could this be our last dance?

Just fall asleep with the TV, darling

I'll be back again, I'll be back again