Lyrics

My bags are packed by the door
Don’t really know what they’re waiting for
I come and go constantly
They patiently sit there waiting for me

If I could fly away
Take some time, radiate
I’d pray to anyone or anything that’s listening
Hello, Hello, Hello out there

I keep packing it in day by day
Stuck in a rut like a tire on a rusty Chevrolet
Too heavy to move and I’m too tired
I’d like to go for a drive but my battery expired

If I could fly away
Take some time, investigate
I’d pray to anyone or anything that’s listening
Hello, Hello, Hello out there

I’d pray to anybody
Hello, Hello, Hello out there
I’d pray to anybody
Time for a change – Running in place

Ready to meet the stranger face to face -Hello
I’d pray to anybody
Hello, Hello, Hello out there
I’d pray to anybody

Hello, Hello, Hello out there

Michelle Malone ©2000