Ceiling fan film study in the night
Searching hard for something in the light
They say that nothing good comes easily
Try to let go, let your mind be free
Oh I've searched through every corner of my mind
Oh the road is clear outside
Baby let's go to Houston
Let's do something we're not used to
Bowie's alive on the radio
The map will tell us where to go
We're not here for winning or for losing
We're just cruisin', cruisin' Houston
Watch the cars and clouds as they pass by
Nothing here but us and the Texas sky
Remember we were scared to run away
Now I'd take you and Houston any day
Oh the sun's on my face, not a trace of us to be found
Oh they're gonna miss me when I'm not around
Baby let's go to Houston
Let's do something we're not used to
Bowie's alive on the radio
The map will tell us where to go
We're not here for winning or for losing
We're just cruisin', cruisin' Houston
Baby let's go to Houston
Let's do something we're not used to
Bowie's alive on the radio
The map will tell us where to go
We're not here for winning or for losing
We're just cruisin', cruisin' Houston