holidaynwash away my shadendeep down in my heart i feelnweary and tiredni'd love to take a last minute flightnnholidaynwhy do you stay awaynlet me take you by the hand and leadnyou through my lifenand soon i'm pretty sure you'd realizenni'm dreaming of vacationnof lying in the sunntil the mobile on my table slamsnthe doornand i'm back doing nwhat i done beforennholidaynwhat more can i sayneverybody's travelling the world andndoing alrightni'm just travelling in my bed at nightnnholidaynnew york or santa féni don't care where you take me to justnshow me what you gotni'm sick of taking walks around the block