Dawson Graham - Hideaway

We need a place we can be alone
Where the red lights aren't closing in
Stop signs and fault lines seem to cover all the roads ahead
We need a break from everything

Take me back to your hideaway,
I'm tired of the city lights
I gotta breathe and lift the weight,
let's live before we die

(Oh)

I wonder when we can get away
When these brick walls won't stand between us
It seems like I'm slipping, but I know everything will turn out fine
I just gotta trust these feelings

Take me back to your hideaway,
I'm tired of the city lights
I gotta breathe and lift the weight,
let's live before we die

Take me back to your hideaway

Take me back to your hideaway
I'm tired of the city lights