(chris lindsey/aimee mayo)

I want to tear my calendar up
Who cares about all this stuff
I just wanna be alone with you, yeah
Seems like we never ever get enough time together
Theres just too many things to do

(oh) lets find a way to just get lost
Flip the switch, turn the world off
Have a little magic rendezvous
Leave all our worries behind us
Go where only the stars can find us
Far, far away from here
Lets disappear

We could get a beachside bungalow
Or rent an igloo from the eskimos
It really doesnt matter much to me
We could turn the code-a-phone on
And pretend theres no one home
Youre the only thing I wanna see

(oh) lets find a way to just get lost
Flip the switch, turn the world off
Have a little magic rendezvous
Leave all our worries behind us
Go where only the stars can find us
Far, far away from here
Lets disappear