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