It's about hundred miles to California, They'll get there Friday if they tonight, She out at three thirty in the morning, Leaves a note so she won't see her cry.
He cuts the engine when he 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 them crazy but they go.
Cause you're young and in love, yeah, You might do some that don't seem all that smart, Cause ain't no greater distance Than the inches from your head to your heart, yeah.
They can barely rent on a rundown apartment, She's waiting 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 seem all smart, there ain't no greater distance Than the eighteen inches from head to your heart.
Last thing they need is mouth to feed, but they want one, They're just kids themselves but that's gonna change in nine months,
She wakes him up at thirty in the morning, Ready or not new life's gonna start, Seven pounds and inches, The doctor lays that new baby's head on her heart.
When you're and in love, yeah, You might do some things that don't seem all smart, But God for those eighteen inches, The it is from your head to your heart, yeah, yeah, yeah.