I know what You're thinking Home isn't home At a place in a moment Like this The street dies Before the sun does But if we just get away From everything is here We can turn our backs and run To where the streets outlive the sun And we'll head for the west coast With nothing but a gallon of gas And a radio Tell me what you want most There's no such as driving too fast With your heart At the wheel You know what I'm thinking I'm thinking we run this town To the ground With our song Blasting through the windows But if we just get away From everything is here We can turn our backs and run To where the streets outlive the sun And we'll head for the west coast With nothing but a gallon of gas And a radio Tell me what you want most There's no such as driving too fast With your heart And we'll head for the west coast With nothing but a gallon of gas And a radio Tell me what you want most There's no such as driving too fast With your heart At the wheel What are you waiting for? What are you waiting for? Don't wait for me What are you waiting for? What are you waiting for? Don't wait for me And we'll head for the west coast Nothing but a gallon of gas And a radio... Head for the west coast With nothing but a gallon of gas And a radio Tell me what you want most There's no such as driving too fast With your heart And we'll head for the west coast... Tell me what you want most... With your heart At the wheel