Old yellow bricks, love's a risk
Quite the little escapologist
Love's so miffed when you wish
For a thousand places better than this

You are the fugitive, but you don't know what you're running from
You can't kid us and you couldn't trick anyone
Houdini, love you dont know what you're running away from

Who wants to sleep in a city that never wakes up?
Blinded by nostalgia
Who wants to sleep in a city that never wakes up?

She was enraged by the way
That the emperor put traps in the cage
And the days she deemed dull
Leading to nights reading beer bottles

You're such a fugitive, but you don't know what you're running from
You can't kid us and you couldn't trick anyone
Houdini, love you dont know what you're running away from

Who wants to sleep in a city that never wakes up?
Blinded by nostalgia
Who wants to sleep in a city that never wakes up?

You're at a loss just because
It wasn't all that you thought it was
You are the fugitive, but you don't know what you're running away from

She said, "I want to sleep in a city that never wakes upAnd revel in nostalgia."
"I know," I said, "He wants to sleep in a city that never wakes up, But...I doubt if he was right, though."