I'm gonna get away Call me out to Santa Fe Yeah I'm gonna get away I wish I could go back to yesterday Call me, tell me she don't wanna play Tell her it's okay No plans, what am I gonna do today? I need to get away Call me out to Santa Fe I wanna get away Friends can't tell the smile's fake Wait too long to take She's comin along, she tell me she don't love me though That's okay, I'm gonna steal the show Spotlight, late nights Free-falling, not afraid of heights Real sights, fist-fights It's gonna be a long night Oh God, I need to get away But if I don't, it's okay I'll go back to yesterday Where the fields shield the pain And the gold coats the water and steamboats divide the regenerating field of tears Blood floats, saliva sinks Roller skating through ice rinks Ask my brain what he thinks Brain runs, legs think Arms call and connect the links Head spins, eyes roll Veins pop, leaking blood into my soul Heart hurts, love flirts Feet disperse Head alerts Death inserts Soul calls time to reverse Many girls in mini-skirts Wind blows, hello, perverts Rain's out, puddles squirt Cold out, gloves and sweatshirts Gun shots, coffee pots Rain drops and bloodied cops Where's my way to Santa Fe? I was told I'd be gone by today But now that time has come to pass, I take refuge in the past I know this life was not meant to last So I look to the sky, and gaze in splendour at the stars He's cast