I need a beach towel, I need a haircut,
a new way of seeing you…
A blue car with the top down,
an atlas where the roads are marked with…
Exits and arrows,
fuel the light I'm on my way…
Exits and arrows,
two outlaws in the light of day… day…
I need a postcard, of somewhere far away.
You newer heard of…
Maybe an old bass,
or violins and drums,
drown out the silence of what I have become…
Exits and arrows,
fuel the light I'm on my way…
Exits and arrows,
two outlaws in the light of day… day…
I need a cocktail, I need a direction,
affection, something I can hold,
like an opinion,
tell me where to go…
Exits and arrows,
fuel the light I'm on my way…
Exits and arrows,
two outlaws in the light of day… day…