If there's a plane or a bus leaving Dallas. I hope you're on it. If there's a train moving fast down the tracks. I hope you caught it. Cause I swear out there ain't where you ought to be.
I know I must be leaving. It's a cold and it's a freezing afternoon. I know I must be leaving. From this schoolhouse that you might see one day soon. .
The race is running a pace thats quicker. The clock's tick ticking against. The world keeps turning, this house is on fire. Wont catch me sleepwalking again.