Spellbound through the pines, where the sun rarely shines ... Read between the lines, what’s yours and what is mine.

Looking down on the land of oppression / from my vantage point in the land of dreams.

I wish that I could close my eyes, teleport and materialize, right there by her side in California.

What's there to explain, it's a driver's life.

I’m alive, I’m here, what more is there to say?

i.e., Jersey guy in LA, in Jersey.

Take me out of this city ... anywhere else but here.

Every kid dreams of gettin’ out one day / And I’ve been dreamin’ of stealin’ away

Well I suppose I should tell you how I got here / How I somehow got steered across this continent ...

I should never have left this place / I should never have abandoned its warm embrace / I did what I thought at the time was best ...