Can't shake that dream of you and me, in some little town.
If you'd shape up, we'd settle down.
Leave the mess and the stress of big city living.
Trade that grabbing and shoving for loving and giving.
I'm tired of your talking, I want it now.

That house and yard with only birds, bringing songs around.
Don't be afraid, to settle down. That green stuff's grass.
And that smell everywhere, know what that is? Fresh air.
The years are going bye so fast.
Hey, it's time we found some peace of mind.