Standing in the doorway, the money's running low Spent it all the week before in the Gulf of Mexico But I got a lead on Monday, that something's coming soon It's gonna get us back to the golden days And the carefree afternoons So get your things together, we're getting out of here tonight On a desert road that pulls us west, underneath the blue moonlight Oh, this time will be different, this time we'll make it last No more worry 'bout the future, no more running from the past Are you ready to go again? We'll push on to the end Watch the fire burn, see how far we go No more worry 'bout the future, no more running from the past No more worry 'bout the future, no more running from the past No more worry 'bout the future, no more running from the past