Leaving For the Desert

Music and Lyrics by Steve McCannell

The desert can be cold at night, so bring a sweater

You’ll pick me up at quarter to twelve, and we’ll leave together

And I don’t have the dress of a bride

What I’m wearing I guess will be fine

Our fate is catching up tonight, the wait is over

Freedom comes when you put it in drive

And we leave together

And I promise you we’ll rise higher than their eyes

And we’ll drink cheap beer till morning

Then we’ll sleep the day away

Just take my hand

And tell me everything will be O.K.

We’re gotten tired of these lives, we’ll start them over

We’ve quit our jobs and that’s all right

Cause we’re gone forever

And I guarantee we’ll rise

So beat your wings and we’ll fly

And by one o’clock tomorrow

We’ll be wearing matching rings

Take my hand

Take my soul and make my heart sing

Solo

And by one o’clock tomorrow

We’ll be wearing matching rings

Take my hand

Take my soul and make my heart sing

And we’ll sleep away the morning

And we’ll dance the night away

Just take my hand, take my life

And give me your name