It was quiet that day Didn't have any music on Sleeping in till 9 The alarm turned off Took my sweetest time Comfy clothes stayed on In the car we piled To the plane we're gone It's swingin' me around But I just gotta go with it By the time it comes around I'll be packin' my bags again Since it's on my mind I'll take a hit and just hold it in By the time it's blowing out I'll be packin' my bags again Well it's been another day Feels like a week's gone by Dry coffee 12 miles in the air Somewhere with sleepless eyes You could say "we're living the dream" And the dream is always full of surprise Same roads, same plane, same show, same game Be home the next day, gone the very next night Swingin' me around But I just gotta go with it By the time it comes around I'll be packin' my bags again Since it's on my mind I'll take a hit and just hold it in By the time it's blowing out I'll be packin' my bags again Yes I'll be packin' my bags again Since it's on my mind I'll take a hit and just hold it in By the time it's blowing out I'll be packin' my bags again Yes I'll be packin' my bags again