Don't you wish that you could get away.
A camp out fire, and open car.
If only we could live this kind of life forever.
Some people smile, and some of us cry.
But it don't matter 'cause I'll be there.
To pick you up, and we'll fly together.
And maybe I'm wrong, and maybe your right.
Baby we don't have to go and get into a fight.
Beware, we'll sit around and talk together.