|
(Matthew L. Moore / Tom Kosta) |
|
Well your father lends us a car, |
|
If we just won't go too far. |
|
And we always seem to come home late |
|
In't that funny |
|
Well your family is so afraid |
|
Cos our love keeps growing stronger |
|
And they really don't want us to carry on |
|
any longer. |
|
Oh Savannah |
|
You've taken my heart |
|
We can make a new start now |
|
This situation is tearing us apart |
|
Oh Savannah you know we can't wait |
|
Cos it might be too late |
|
If we wait any longer |
|
You call me on the phone |
|
and you tell me how you're so lonely |
|
and your Daddy won't let you leave home |
|
on account of me. Well you know, |
|
You know we've talked this over before |
|
Where can we go |
|
We can run away, we can run away... ay... |
|
Savannah, Oh you've taken my heart |
|
We can make a new start now |
|
This situation is tearing us apart |
|
Oh Savannah you know we can't wait |
|
Cos it might be too late |
|
If we wait any longer |
