Out Of Touch

Take a plane, could be a thousand miles away
Take our time, where clocks don't have too much to say
Take it slow, live it all just day by day
Go alone, you wave goodbye and fly away

I often wonder what it's like
To leave this all and start a life
Some place new and out of touch
With all our ways we know so much

Let's start again, and recreate our lives out there
Walk the plank, feel the wind blow through our hair
On a beach, gather shells up from the sand
Or way down low, where moonlight rises from the land

I often wonder what it's like
To leave this all and start a life
Some place new and out of touch
With all our ways we know so much