Midnight freeway Car floor suitcase I've got no time to waste Or else she's gone Post rain street signs Watch me passing by Practicing lines To a broken dashboard plate Singing Anna, Anna, Anna, Anna Memories find me Six years old in the front yard on Skyline Drive see You were playing princess I just stood transfixed I couldn't move Oh and now you're nineteen And I still love the looks you give with those brown eyes babe But you're set on leaving Because you've got dreams Well I do too And they're with you Anna, Anna, Anna, Anna I hope it's not too late I hope it's not too late I hope it's not too late I hope it's not too late I hope it's not too late I hope it's not too late I hope it's not too late I hope it's not too late But it won't go down that way Midnight freeway Last flight, South Gate I've got no time to waste Or else she's gone Singing Anna, Anna, Anna, Anna