In my mind we run away It's getting loud here And everybody here's got so much to say So packing bags, filling vans, yeah We're leaving at first light But wake me up, I don't care, babe I know we're gonna get it right We're gonna get it right this time Stay clear of the city lights Wide eyed, headed on a long drive Southbound of the border lines Sit tight, you know it's gonna feel right With the highs come the lows With the warms and the colds Don't know where we're gonna go But it's gonna feel like home, yeah ♪ Fall in love with the Milky Way It's getting late, Mr. Moon Won't you tell me a story or two, I'm dozing off soon Foggy windows in the morning, we draw on the glass Waking up slow with your head on my heart And take it back to the start When we got it right that time Stay clear of the city lights Wide eyed, headed on a long drive Southbound of the border lines Sit tight, you know it's gonna feel right With the highs come the lows With the warms and the colds Don't know where we're gonna go But it's gonna feel like home, yeah ♪ You know it's gonna feel like home ♪ It's always gonna feel like home