Every so often I wake
My brief mistake
This while out on the highway
Oh, for goodness sake!
I peer out on to the landscape
And I hang in there for a while
As I trust my pilot
I wish I could go down to that lake
Grand acres
And the winter, it would coat it white and I would
Grab my skates
I think I oughta move out to that lake
I think I oughta move out
La dada dada dada dada...
Oooh...
Oooh
