Far Away From Tulsa

Far away from Tulsa
Way outside of town
Where people can be people and nobody puts you down
Just because they don't want you around
It's far out in the country
Blue skies overhead
I've seen it in the movies and in the books I've read
This place is real, it's not just in my head

This town is a dead-end road
Let's leave this behind, let's just get up and go
Find a new place to call home
Make a new life we can call our own
Someplace whеre we can be free
Free to dеcide who we wanna be
It's all becoming clear
A place with open spaces
The sounds of whip-poor-wills
We could watch the sun set over golden rolling hills
A house with flowers on the windowsill
And you could read us stories
And outside in the yard
We'd have ourselves a garden, but we wouldn't work too hard
And every night we'd stare up at the stars

This town is a dead-end road
Let's leave this behind, let's just get up and go
Find a new place to call home
Make a new life we can call our own
Someplace where we can be free
Free to decide who we wanna be
It's all becoming clear

We'd sit around the fire after every day was through
We'd be each other's family, Pony, start this life anew

This could be a chance to have a place to rest your head
You'd wake up every morning in a big old feather bed
Like the house I've read in Dickens where the walls are crumbling down
I'm tired of blindly watching as we're inching towards the ground
"Ponyboy, you're just a dreamer," that's what both my brothers say
But it's all there for the taking, just a leap of faith away
I've got

Great expectations
Great expectations
Great expectations
Great expectations

It's all becoming clear
There's no way we're going to find that here