I'm digging to the glove box
I thought I had a map in here
The driver's door doesn't lock
I bought the car my junior year
There's candy in my backpack
And you can pick a soundtrack
We're headed from the East Coast tonight
So pack your bags and hold on tight
'Cause we're taking off
We're taking off

Run away with me
We're on the way to New York City
Take my hand and see
Manhattan never looked so pretty
Travel light and see the world right
You'll never know if you never go so
Run away with me
And say hello to New York City

Feet up on the dashboard
We're driving with the windows down
Did you forget your phone cord?
We'll buy one in the next small town
Get dinner at an IHOP
A shower at truck stop
We listen at some Johnny Cash
Take my hand and don't look back
'Cause we're movin' on (da-da-da-da-da-da-da)
We're movin' on (da-da-da-da-da-da-da)

Run away with me
We're on the way to New York City
Take my hand and see
Manhattan never looked so pretty
Travel light and see the world right
You'll never know if you never go so
Run away with me
And say hello to New York City

Run away, run away
Run away, run away

Run away with me
We're on the way to New York City
Take my hand and see
Manhattan never looked so pretty
Travel light and see the world right
You'll never know if you never go so
Run away with me

Stroll the mid town streets
And tell me that you don't feel giddy
Lady Liberty ain't throwing us a wink or is she
Travel light and see the world right
You never know you never go so
Run away with me
And say hello to New York City (da-da-da-da-da-da-da)
Say hello to New York City (da-da-da-da-da-da-da)
Say hello to New York City (New York City, New York City, New York City)

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Adam Young