Somewhere Beautiful

Looking down at the strip from my hotel room,
 It must be a full moon, cause their all out tonight
 All the insecure boys in their muscle cars,
 Young girls in their pushup bras under neon lights,
 They come here for freedom, freedom from anything
 And for miles and miles down this road, you can hear them sing
 With their voices, and their engines, and their pounding radios
 It seems like round here, no one knows
 CHORUS:
 No one knows that there's more
 Beyond these dead skies and these filthy streets
 Take my hand and let me pull you
 Out of the blindness of your weary soul
 To somewhere beautiful
 To somewhere beautiful
 Is there any way to learn from what you've been told
 Or do you really have to hold the experience
 Cause you can hear me now, and come out clean
 Trust me, I could spare you the consequence
 I can tell by your eyes, that there ain't no getting through
 Cause you're hell bent on doing exactly what you've gotta do
 So welcome to a long line of sinners and saints
 Is there anyone around here who ain't
 Don't you know that there's more
 Beyond these dead skies and these filthy streets
 Take my hand, and let me pull you
 Out of the blindness of your weary soul
 To somewhere beautiful
 To somewhere beautiful
 Don't you know that there's more
 Beyond these dead skies and all these filthy streets
 So take my hand, let me pull you
 Out of the blindness of your weary soul
 To somewhere beautiful
 To somewhere beautiful
 Yeah, to somewhere beautiful...