Texty: John Waite. Lets Get Out of Here.

I've been out here in this wasteland
Throwing horseshoes at the stars
Nickel, silver, and pearl inlay
On an old guitar for my new life

For the playwright and the printer
Theme cafes and tourist bars
They're on a permanent vacation
Like butterflies in killing jars

How the hell did it get this far
Let's go now

Maybe we'll walk, maybe we'll fly
C'mon now let's get outta here
While we're still young take our dreams and run
C'mon now let's get outta here

All the songs I sing were for you
Though it's something I've denied
Time is short so let's start running
To hell with pride

'Cause time moves fast
C'mon baby make it last
Let's go now

Maybe we'll walk, maybe we'll fly
C'mon now let's get outta here
While we're still young take out dreams and run
C'mon now let's get outta here

There's a big sky, there's a big sky there for you and me
Got no horizon, who needs a compass
I've got you and you got me
C'mon baby, it feels so good to be free

Maybe we'll walk, maybe we'll fly
C'mon now let's get outta here
You must got the keys baby I can drive
C'mon now let's get outta here

Maybe we'll walk, maybe we'll fly
C'mon now let's get outta here
You've got that look, you make it clear
C'mon now let's get outta here

Yeah, yeah get a piece of big sky
It's yours and mine, yeah, yeah
Big sky, big sky