Take the phone
It's out there all alone
Left it on the table where it was

Keep the car
The keys are in the front
It's out there on the street right where I parked


And I know I don't know much
But I know that a man feels many things

It's a fleeting urge to run
Like a bird flying by on a summer breeze
Like the sound of a train if you're listening

It just fades in
Then it disappears


Mark the map
Pack a couple bags
Dream myself a ticket

Don't come back

And I know I don't know much

But I know that a man feels many things
It's a fleeting urge to run
Like a bird flying by on a summer breeze

Like the sound of a train if you're listening
It just fades in


If I could disappear
You don't have to know why you're going
Just why it is you want to leave

If I disappear
You don't have to know where you're going
Just where it is you want to be

You don't have to know where you're going
Just where it is you want to be


And I know I don't know much
But I know that a man feels many things
It's a fleeting urge to run

Like a bird flying by on a summer breeze
Like the sound of a train if you're listening
It just fades in

Then it disappears

Walk away

Leave it all behind
I dream up the escape
But never try