We could get a car, drive a thousand miles from where we are
Right on through the night, slide between the stars in our headlights
We’ll leave on a Sunday, we’ll head for the coast
We’ll make it in one day, or two at the most

Thought about you over the weekend
I find it even harder to speak and
I’m feeling like I’m gonna explode
But what if it’s an overreaction
A momentary state of attraction
And everybody’s gonna get thrown

Sunday afternoon, strangers come to take away the room
We’ve all got things to do, I drive until you’re gone and it’s too soon
I wanted to follow the curve of the globe
But the son of Apollo is calling me home

Thought about you over the weekend
I find it even harder to speak and
I’m feeling like I’m gonna explode
But what if it’s an overreaction
A momentary state of attraction
And everybody’s gonna get thrown

But something in the sight of the ocean
Makes you want to carry the motion
Telling everybody you know
And if we thought about it a long time
Maybe this would feel like the wrong time
But if it is I don’t want to know

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Thought about you over the weekend
I find it even harder to speak and
I’m feeling like I’m gonna explode
But what if it’s an overreaction
A momentary state of attraction
And everybody’s gonna get thrown

I wish I had a way to assure you
That every little thing I do for you
Is more than just a cynical show
I promise I’ll be here in the new year
Holding it together for you, dear
And I’m never gonna let go