Get gone

Blank pages spin around my head.
I'm nostalgic for the future,
And I can't wait.

We need to get going.
This town is running us out.
This town is running us down.
I'm nostalgic for the future,
And I can't sleep.

Baby, let's get gone.
The roads are calling my name,
They're screaming for four more wheels;
This table's yelling for one more hand.
We're giving in for once.

I'm nostalgic for the future,
And I can't stop.
This town is running us out.
This town is running us down.
Baby, let's get gone.

Can't wait;
Can't sleep;
Can't stop;
Baby, let's get gone.