On our way so it seems blooming flowers waltz before me. Rollin' numbers passing time got to get outside the city. In the morning all will see. Just how crazy young love can be. On our own away again don't get down my darlin'. I'm gonna tangle my face hair. I'm gonna tickle your daughter. 3 O'clock in the moaning they all cry to me. I'll be prancin' around in my high heels. And your cherry red lipstick. Look out your window I'm on your street. Miles away so unclear almost lost it in montana. Lets pull over have us a choke. I love to watch you when your dancin'. I wonder if they ever dream. They would get just what we gave them. All wrapped up in 19 chasin' stars that are fallin'. Chorus. When that train heads home. They're gonna be so gone gone. You aint never gonna see me. Im a gone gone you aint nothin to me. When they shine them streets. They're gonna find our song. Chorus. When that train heads home. They're gonna be so gone gone. You aint never gonna see me. Im a gone gone you aint nothin to me. When they shine them streets. They're gonna find our song. When that train heads home. They're gonna be so gone gone. You aint never gonna see me. Im a gone gone you aint nothin to me. When they shine them streets. They're gonna find our song. I'm on your street they all cry to me