Don't they look happy through the glass? As their, shiny cars rush past Loaded for the holidays Looking like their marriages might last Almost as far as you can Get from me before dark Touch down outside some warm harbor Doesn't the wind feel hot? How fetching this stranger, how lovely the sea And she will say, " I have never felt this way" And you're miles and miles from here Funny, how we can't until we Until we must Is this sheer madness I am driven too Or, is this a higher kind of love? The money runs low and also Also does my hope I give it to you and then you You give it away