Holiday Quiet on these streets, except for some stubborn leaves
That didn't fall with the fall, and now they clatter in vain
Holiday road. Midnight clear. Wind is high, hard to steer
Old muffler rumbles like an old fighter plane
In search of some rest. In search of a break
From a life of tests, where something's always at stake
Where something's always so far
What about my broken car?
What about my life so far?
What about my dreams?
What about ...

What about everything?
What about aeroplanes? And what about ships that drank the sea?
What about the moon and stars? What about soldier battle scars
And all the anger that they eat?
I am not in need.

Getaway and come with me. Come away with me and we'll see
If I was right on that night, that a future was made
Before time takes each year ... like a knife cuts it clear
It's school, then work and then life that just sharpens the blade
I think about time for fun. I think about time for play
Then I think about being done, with no resume
With no one left to blame
What about fortune and fame?
What about your love to obtain?
What about the ring?
What about ...

What about everything?
What about aeroplanes? And what about the ships that drank the sea?
What about the moon and stars? What about soldier battle scars?
And all the anger that they eat?
I am not in need.

Holiday quiet on these streets, except for some reason me
The hometown harbor lights bright. The sailboats clatter in vain
Holiday sky. Midnight clear. Wind is high on this pier
I find it hard to complain when compared with what about...

What about everything?
What about aeroplanes? And what about ships that drank the sea?
What about the moon and stars? What about soldier battle scars?
And all the anger that they eat?
What about aliens? What about you and me and ...
What about the gold beneath the sea?
What about when buildings fall? What about that midnight phone call...
The one that wakes you from your peace?
Well, I am not in need