Champagne

A stretch of road in endless time

Mountains in the confines of the mind

Highways caked with dust of gold

The luxury of never growing old

With a house on the hill

Champagne and cheap thrills

If I can't dream no more

Then I won't close that door

Echoes on the canyon walls

Riverbeds of sound beneath it all

A longing trace, an ancient form

Ocean waves arranged in perfect storm

With the wind in my hair

A thousand yard stare

If time could just stand still

Then we'd have time to kill

Ooo-ooo

Lend me your ears for a minute

What have you got to lose?

Ooo-ooo

This time the end is the beginning

The road is yours to choose