Keeping my eyes on the road, I see you. Keeping my hands on the wheel, I hold
you
99 miles from L.A. I kiss you, I miss you, please be there
Passing a white sandy beach, we`re sailing Turning the radio on, we`re dancing
99 miles from L.A. I want you, I need you, please be there
The windshield is covered with rain, I`m crying Pressing my foot on the gas,
I`m flying Counting the telephone poles, I phone you Reading the signs on the
road, I write you
99 miles from L.A. We`re laughing, we`re loving, please be there We`re
laughing, we`re loving, please be there