Clean Slate Lyrics

Lately I've been so naïve

So off and that's just so not me

I wish I could run away

Far away from this place, clean slate

I'll be your Joel, if you'll be my Clementine

And we'll run away to a secret place in the back of my mind

And we'll hide like bandits because no one else understands us

Just you and me and our memories and this felony we call romance

And we'll slow dance in the street, hold hands as we sleep

Cuddled up in the back seat of the getaway car, ain't a better place I'd rather be

But right here right now with you

Counting the stars through raindrops on the moon roof

Wishing for us everytime they shoot

And in daylight when the rain dries, we'll ride off in the sunrise

Just two lost souls with hearts of gold, one bag of clothes and no sense of time

And I'll take you to places that you've gone in your dreams

If you take me to places that you've already seen, so…

Let's pack our bags, top the tank

Chang our names and never look back

Take a road no one knows

Find ourselves and lose our clothes

And if ever this newfound life grows mediocre and tainted

We'll move on to the next stop, set up shop

We could both benefit from changes because

Lately I've been so naïve

So off and that's just so not me

I wish I could run away

Far away from this place, clean slate

Lately you've been so confused

So lost and that's just so not you

I wish we could run away

Far away from this place, clean slate

I'll be your Johnny, if you'll be my June

And we'll sing along to the simple songs that keep our hearts in tune

And pardon me if I'm out key

But a part of me finds it hard to breathe

When all we need is us

One six string and tour bus

So, we'll travel this land

Like we know it like the back of our hands

And we'll trace this coast

Until the time that we can ride it with our eyes closed

And time froze in that moment

Felt a heartbeat in the hand I'm holding

Like "I don't know, but I suppose

That this is love or so I'm told"

Because I've never been, but I've had some friends

And I've seen some films and they always end

But I wanna be the one exception

No sets, no directors

We'll let this road direct us

And if you're too cold in Cali, I got some friends over in Texas, so…

Let's pack our bags, top the tank

Chang our names and never look back

Take a road no one knows

Find ourselves and lose our clothes

And if ever this newfound life grows mediocre and tainted

We'll move on to the next stop, set up shop

We could both benefit from changes because

Lately I've been so naïve

So off and that's just so not me

I wish I could run away

Far away from this place, clean slate

Lately you've been so confused

So lost and that's just so not you

I wish we could run away

Far away from this place, clean slate

I'll be your Kevin Arnold, if you'll be my Winnie Cooper

And we can run like kids in love and never think about our future

And do whatever we wish, live in love without limits

And even though I missed your first, I'll still save you my last kiss

So we'll find a place where the butterflies reside

And the smiles on our face never fade or try to hide

Because we're too old to just grow up

Too young to feel so stuck

Too free to be schemed by these dreams that they sold us

When they told us, we listened

And somethings always been missing

But lately that ain't living

So, it's time we try something different

Like change the states on our plates, cut the brake lines and just ride

We can either take turns or I'll drive

Either way I'll save a place by my side, so…

Let's pack our bags, top the tank

Chang our names and never look back

Take a road no one knows

Find ourselves and lose our clothes

And if ever this newfound life grows mediocre and tainted

We'll move on to the next stop, set up shop

We could both benefit from changes because

Lately I've been so naïve

So off and that's just so not me

I wish I could run away

Far away from this place, clean slate

Lately you've been so confused

So lost and that's just so not you

I wish we could run away

Far away from this place, clean slate