99 Miles From L.A.

(album: Breakaway - 1975)

Keeping my eyes on the road, I see you.
Keeping my hands on the wheel, I hold you.
99 Miles From L.A., I kiss you, I miss you, please be there.

Passing the white sandy beach, we're sailing.
Turning the radio on, we're dancing.
99 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.
99 Miles From L.A., we're laughing, we're loving, please be there.

Counting the telephone poles, I phone you.
Reading the signs on the road, I write you.
99 Miles From L.A., we're laughing, we're loving, please be there.