When all the lights are out
And it's hard to sleep
Then I start to dream
Of a place, very far from here
Where there's more to life
Than trying to make ends meet
And like a ship out on the ocean
Sometimes I just wish we could be carried away
Now, as the day winds down
This old wicked town Starts to lose its grip
Somehow, all the pretty lights
Make it look, tonight,
Much better than it is
And like a ship out on the ocean
Sometimes I just wish we could be carried away
And like a ship out on the ocean
Like the waves over the sea
Like the heat when the door is wide open
Sometimes I just wish we could be carried away
Carried away