It's fifteen hundred miles 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 him one kiss for the road, No friends and no family, no job out waiting, The whole town call them crazy but they gotta go.
Cause when young and in love, yeah, You might do some things that don't seem all smart, Cause there ain't no greater the eighteen inches from your head to your heart, yeah.
They can barely make on a rundown apartment, waiting tables and he's a valet, They're on the bills and the car's barely running, But he buys a ring the tips that he's saved.
you're young and in love, yeah, You might do some things that don't all that smart, there ain't no greater distance Than the eighteen inches your head to your heart.
Last they need is another mouth to feed, but they want one, They're just themselves but that's gonna change in nine more months,
She him up at three thirty in the morning, Ready or not their new gonna start, pounds and eighteen inches, The doctor lays new baby's head right on her heart.
When young and in love, yeah, You do some things that don't seem all that smart, But God for those eighteen inches, The distance it is your head to your heart, yeah, yeah, yeah.