On a razor's edge at the first sign of light
The car was packed while the house was quiet
And sister slept as we started the drive
To California, where it's warmer
Gonna start a new life
Gonna miss Ohio but this time
We're gonna get it right
Station wagon tires flying
Katie's counting crows through the tears in her blue eyes
State lines and capitals go rushing by as I'm trying to find
A station on the radio
Everything's gonna be better on the west coast
The days move fast on the northern plains
And I read the maps, the prarie grass moved in the wind like waves
We can't look back, some men you just can't save
We had our reasons for leaving, it's better this way
Gonna miss Ohio but I'm not
Gonna miss the rain
Station wagon tires flying
Katie's counting crows through the tears in her blue eyes
State lines and capitals go rushing by as I'm trying to find
A station on the radio
Everything's gonna be better on the west coast
Better than the mess that we left back home
In O Hi Oooo
O Hi Oooo
Goodbye blue house, goodbye red door
Abandoned worlds where we drink on weekends
This magnet's pulling from the ocean floor
I can't forget the way you looked when we were leaving
Tires flying
Katie's counting crows through the tears in her blue eyes
State lines and capitals go rushing by as I'm trying to find
A station on the radio
Everything's gonna be better on the west coast
Better than the mess that we left back home
In O Hi Oooo
O Hi Oooo
Ohio