Houston Calls
Seattle Red-Eye
I sip poison that cures
And dream of rainy days
And of northwestern shores
Just one more step you say
So here we go
I'll pack my bags and head out to the west
With a hope under my arm
So here we go
I'll pack my bags and head out to the west
With a hope under my arm
Paint skylines on the lake
Reflections light our eyes
This summer's make or break
Not concrete like sunrise
So here we go
I'll pack my bags and head out to the west
With a hope under my arm
So here we go
I'll pack my bags and head out to the west
With a hope under my arm
So here we go
I'll pack my bags and head out to the west
With a hope under my arm
So here we go
I'll pack my bags and head out to the west
With a hope under my arm