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