I bought a ticket for the late night plane I took my notebook, walked out in the rain I said, I'm leaving, wanna know what makes the world go round A password leads me to my promised land Hot information, in the palm of my hand. I said I'm surfing ' honey sorry if I let you down She said, Hurry, you gonna get a heartache I said, I'm comin, it's gonna be alright I'm talking' windows, scanners and screens I'm getting' hot about those virtual dreams I said I'm sorry honey I just can't get out this time..no, no And my little girl said... Hurry...
