The city street, the desert heat Burns my mind and forces my feet to keep moving Three in the afternoon Wasted, feel my father disapproving There's a desperation in this town Vultures flank the fools and clowns are crying Shell-shocked and landlocked Don't know if I can leave but I feel like trying
And I'd better run into the sun Until I hit the ocean
Words and tears have long dried up with my emotions
Just 'cause you don't see the way I feel Please don't question my devotion Blistered and broken This hearts for sale but no one's a buying Something still burns inside of me But I can feel it dying
And I'd better run into the sun Until I hit the ocean
And I better run until I hit the ocean And I better run until I hit the ocean And I better run until I hit the ocean
