99 Miles From L.A.

Keeping my eyes on the road I see you

Keeping my hands on the wheel I hold you

Ninety-nine miles from L.A

I kiss you, I miss you

Please be there

Passing a white sandy beach we're sailing

Turning the radio on we're dancing

Ninety-nine miles from L.A

I want you, I need you

Please be there

The windshield is covered with rain, I'm crying

Pressing my foot on the gas, I'm flying

Counting the telephone poles, I phone you

Reading the signs on the road, I write you

Ninety-nine miles from L.A. we're laughing, we're loving

Please be there

We're laughing, we're loving

Please be there