When we broke down

In that small mining town

I was ready for quitting

My guard was down

It was summer all day

In your dad's chevrolet

And so we decided to stay



And we want spectacular views

If we're to stay for the weekend

And you swear

There'll be no bad news

If we stay, if we stay without looking back



We'll take a small private room 

With a window please

If it opens that's fine

To let in the breeze

We've been waiting all year 

For someone to just say

Everyone fucks up it's going to be ok



And the prop planes 

They fly overhead

You can hear them returning

And maybe it's all in my head 

But i'll save my complaints for tomorrow



And when you got sick i was sad for some days

But i'm feeling much better

I just sleep it away

Now it's just like 

We never was 

Some things go bad just because



And the freeways 

They go coast to coast 

They've taken away all my good friends

And i don't care if you're broke

You can't stay here tomorrow



And the dreams have come back again 

But this time i'm not just watching them

Its me as pilot instead 

And i land the plane all by myself

No you can't stay here tomorrow