West Indian Girl - Miles From Monterey

16 hours away...a bit too far from Monterey Never mind the coastline Need a dime to pay the phone I can hear her say All the lights are raining down. I'm falling away, I'm falling in love Come on, come on, come on, let it go On a highway...rows & rows of tired lives Miles from Monterey Passing cars with broken hearts I still hear her say I'm falling away, I'm falling in love Come on, come on, come on, let it go The sunlight falls from orange to red On the road to stars that chain together We could never see what never is I'm falling away, I'm falling in love Come on, come on, come on, let it go