At night as I roll down the hills I see the city up in the sky And the stars fall down Leave a blackened cloud Everybody thinks he's doing fine Million miles to the other side Everybody tries to do what he can As I lay down the phone I hear about Losing someone in the end Driving down the Hollywood lanes I see the people looking down to the ground And they're gathering money It all seems so funny Is that all they can think about? And I will run to the ocean I will run along the coastline We'll be gone, no more worries On the never ending shore The freeway's traffic's jammed Think about getting out and run Cause what's the use of getting short-fused In a car which has been baking in the sun The daytime's over And we're waiting all alone for the night Cause tomorrow knows that it's time to go We will leave all the troubles behind