| Sun’s coming up on a suburban day —
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| you can see the trash on the sidewalk waits to be carried away.
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| The neighbors don’t know me, don’t know what we’re doin' inside
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| They just move down the sidewalk and follow the signs
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| And it’s a perfect day to hide away from the world outside,
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| To stay in bed, that’s what I said — let’s waste the hours you and I
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| Outside a war is ragin'- baby, there’s people dyin
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| Maybe we’re goin' nowhere, but we gotta keep tryin
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| What the neighbors don’t know is that we’re doin' fine
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| We just move to our own beat, we keep our own time
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| And it’s a perfect day to hide away from the world outside,
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| To stay in bed, that’s what I said — let’s waste the hours you and I
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| When tomorrow comes and today is done, you’re gonna have to leave my side
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| so stay in bed and ease your head let’s waste the hours you and I
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| maybe they won’t even miss us at all, maybe the writing’s on the wall
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| I want to know what freedom feels like, I want to live outside the lines
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| When the sun goes down, down on this suburban day
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| And all the trash on the sidewalk has all been carried away
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| And the neighbors come home, come back from over those hills
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| You know that we’ll be right here and I’ll be lovin' you still
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| And it’s a perfect day to hide away from the world outside,
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| To stay in bed, that’s what I said — let’s waste the hours you and I
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| When tomorrow comes and today is done you’re gonna have to leave my side
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| so stay in bed and ease your head let’s waste the hours you and I |