No, I wasn't looking for a door into the morning again
No, I wasn't thinking you would ever be more than a friend
The years I've seen that fell between my date of birth and yours
Fade before the altered shore of a river changing course

No, I didn't think that I would ever feel this way again
No, not with a story this long and this close to the end
And though I try to fathom why home feels strange to me
More and more the other shore is what I need to see

Minutes slip away, minutes become days
Minutes to Downtown, minutes to the Coast Highway
Forever on this freeway dreaming of my getaway
Don't know how I'm still in L.A.

Now, there may be nothing left for us but what pleasure can teach
Now, deep in the moment with the future so out of reach
I see that smile and even while it breaks my heart I laugh
That's because this heart was already torn in half

Minutes slip away, minutes become days
Minutes to Downtown, minutes to the Coast Highway
And I'm out on this freeway, still plotting my getaway
Don't know how I'm still in L.A.

Copyright: Red Brick Music Publishing
Writer(s): Jackson Browne