if i could drive away and stay away i d fly to the moon so no one could reach me oh so no one could see me oh like sand in the wind and boats in the ocean my words are glass the window panes to my mind a world set behind my eyes wanderlust oh say it isn t wanderlust i need to find some shade a place where i can daydream and hide away if i could make a wave and float away i d drift to an island so no one could reach me oh so no one could sink me oh in time i ll make a way a brave escape up north to the mountains or west to some distant shore well no one could ask for more wanderlust oh say it isn t wanderlust i need to find some shade a place where i can daydream and hide away a spot near a stream a tent in the desert when one calls it magic another would simply sigh this hopelessness my oh my this emptyness why oh why this loneliness my oh my this broken heart must rely on you1