I want to escape
   This cold, dreary town
    Where people get high
     Off dragging you down.

  We'll make a new world
   Where we can stay for a while,
    Where people understand
     And everyone smiles.

  I'm tired of this Concrete Avenue
   Where the sky is grey and the people are blue.
  We'll build cities on clouds out of morning dew,
   With rainbows in our souls, we'll see it through,
                 Me and you.