Times you really feel
you'd like to get away
Things around just bring you down
So what's the point in hanging 'round
Pack your things
and head towards the motorway
Standing there an hour or two
But nothing seems to stop for you
Sixty miles too far
Trying to get a ride
But no one sees me
Sixty miles too far
I'm waving my hand
Won't someone take me
I was only looking for the sun
Without a word to anyone
You slip away
It's not as if they'd really care
Or wish you luck when you get there
Tomorrow isn't all that far away
What's the use of holding on
You're wasting time
You should be gone
The friends you thought you had
have turned away
The girl who said she'd wait for you
Is probably out with someone new
But don't forget there's still another way
It's stretching out before your eyes
It's all for you
Why don't you try
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