(chris lindsey/aimee mayo)
I want to tear my calendar up
who cares about all this stuff
i just wanna be alone with you, yeah
seems like we never ever get enough time together
there's just too many things to do
(oh) let's find a way to just get lost
flip the switch, turn the world off
have a little magic rendezvous
leave all our worries behind us
go where only the stars can find us
far, far away from here
let's disappear
We could get a beachside bungalow
or rent an igloo from the eskimos
it really doesn't matter much to me
we could turn the code-a-phone on
and pretend there's no one home
you're the only thing i wanna see
(oh) let's find a way to just get lost
flip the switch, turn the world off
have a little magic rendezvous
leave all our worries behind us
go where only the stars can find us
far, far away from here
let's disappear