here s the thing about your memory it could be a thousand miles it could be as many days but when it s sweeping over me i m so powerless it just caries me away and where it s taking me i never know the only thing that i can do is hope it s somewhere i wanna go not that january night under that street light with the snow falling all around and i m telling you things that i don t really mean but they just keep coming out and i see your unbelieving tears your speechless breath hanging in the air and i watch you throw your ring out in the snow and there i wait until your mem ry goes somewhere i wanna go like that weekend when we just took off driving in that april sun anywhere the feeling went we ended up in montreal couldn t understand a word but we learned to laugh in french where you memory wants to take me i don t know the only thing that i can do is hope it s somewhere i wanna go not that january night under that street light with the snow falling all around and i m telling you things that i don t really mean but they just keep coming out and i see your unbelieving tears your speechless breath hanging in the air and i watch you throw your ring out in the snow and there i wait until your mem ry goes somewhere i wanna go make it somewhere i wanna go somewhere i wanna go dancing down at mardi gras that little motel room in arkansas the nights we just sat up and talked somewhere i wanna go make it somewhere i wanna go 