I’m back at my cliff
Still throwing things off
I listen to the sounds they make
On their way down
I follow with my eyes ‘til they crash
I’m back at my cliff
Still throwing things off
I listen to the sounds they make
On their way down
I follow with my eyes ‘til they crash
I would drive 500 miles and I would drive 500 more
Just to be the man who drove 1000 miles to fall down at your door…
Vicky: Lainy, he just got fired from the newstand. He needs a place to stay til he can find a new job and get his own place.
Lelaina: Vicky, that’s the American dream of the 90’s, that could take years!