I
Am in need
Of a long
Vacation
And it's you
And it's me
And we're falling back
asleep
Out on boardwalk
No time to talk
Slippin' out the ride but I don't wanna die
Without my fantasy
Who on earth would I be
Choose between the metric glow or the
Breeze and setting sky
Vacation
It Gets so late
Don't know why
I say it
Cuz it's dumb
And it's mean
And it's twisted
Misery
Real disaster
Life you're after
Drags you away from
Pure and natural high
Keep producing
It's you you're losing
Care and maintenance
Always tossed aside
I
Really learned
On the edge
Of coney
Where I float
On the sea
The salt carrying
Me
All I know is I wanna be with you
All I know