| When I retire from all those things that make me lose my mind | |
| I go inside myself to see what beauty I can find. | |
| I Hideaway, for just a day | |
| And all those things that turn around me seem so far away | |
| the brightest star on my horizon fell the other day | |
| I'll Hideaway, I'll Hideaway | |
| I lie awake and wonder if this feeling that I'm under will not last | |
| with all the good times taken I awaken in the river of the past | |
| Hideaway | |
| Don't search for cold reality in all the thing you do, | |
| for stepping past the looking glass shows highways painted blue. | |
| I'll Hideaway for just a day. |