I can tell that you're trying not to open your eyes But the Sun is too bright Come, give up and move on Leave that city and drive to nowhere I followed the Sun as it passed by my streets My friends, my home And I swore under my breath That they would never see my face around here Never again I shut the door and put that beater in gear I watched your face get smaller in my rearview mirror I put my finger out and I screamed Here's that white picket fence Here's that American dream