It's fifteen hundred miles to California, They'll get there Friday if leave tonight, She sneaks out at three in the morning, a note so she won't see her daddy cry.
He cuts the engine he coasts in the driveway, She slides in and gives him one for the road, No friends and no family, no job out waiting, The whole town will call them but they gotta go.
when you're young and in love, yeah, You might do some things that don't seem all smart, Cause there ain't no distance Than the eighteen 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 and the car's barely running, But he buys a ring with the that he's saved.
you're young and in love, yeah, You do some things that don't seem all that smart, Cause there no greater distance Than the eighteen from your head to your heart.
Last thing they need is another mouth to feed, but 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, Seven pounds and inches, The doctor lays that new baby's right 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 distance it is from head to your heart, yeah, yeah, yeah.