It's about fifteen hundred to California, They'll get there Friday if leave tonight, She out at three thirty in the morning, Leaves a note so she won't see her cry.
He cuts the when he coasts in the driveway, She slides in and gives him one for the road, No and no family, no job out there waiting, The whole town will call crazy but they gotta go.
Cause you're young and in love, yeah, You might do some things that don't all that smart, Cause there ain't no distance Than the inches from your head to your heart, yeah.
They can barely make rent on a apartment, She's waiting and he's a valet, They're behind on the bills and the barely running, But he a ring with the tips that he's saved.
When young and in love, yeah, You do some things that don't seem all that smart, Cause ain't no greater distance the eighteen inches from your head to your heart.
Last thing they need is another to feed, but they want one, They're just kids but that's gonna change in nine more months,
She him up at three thirty in the morning, Ready or not new life's gonna start, pounds and eighteen inches, The doctor lays new baby's head right on her heart.
you're young and in love, yeah, You might do some that don't seem all that smart, But thank God for those inches, The it is from your head to your heart, yeah, yeah, yeah.