Somewhere Beautiful

Looking down at the strip from my hotel room, must be a full moon 'cause they're all out tonight
All the insecure boys and their muscle cars, young girls in push-up bras under neon lights
They come here for freedom, freedom from anything
For miles and miles down this road, you can hear them sing, with their voices, their engines, and their pounding radios, seems like 'round here, no one knows...no one knows that there's more, beyond these dead skies and these filthy streets
Take my hand, let me pull you out of the blindness of your weary soul to somewhere beautiful...somewhere beautiful
Is there any way to learn from what you've been told, do you really have to hold the experience
'Cause you could heed me now and come out clean
Trust me I could spare you the consequence
But I can tell by your eyes, there ain't no getting through
'Cause you're helping and doing exactly what you gotta do
So welcome to a long line of sinners and saints
Is there anyone out there who waits
Don't you know, that there's more beyond these dead skies and these filthy streets
Take my hand. Let me pull you out of the blindness of your weary soul to somewhere beautiful...somewhere beautiful
Don't you know, that there's more beyond these dead skies and these filthy streets
Oh, take my hand. Let me pull you out of the blindness of your weary soul to somewhere beautiful...somewhere beautiful...somewhere beautiful...somewhere beautiful