Wake me up before we get home.    I know it's much too late to watch the lovely sun go down, but I have this brilliant idea of hope.   And after all, what good is my head when it's full of regrets.    It's safe to say I'm only dying just to fall asleep in your car.   Boys will be boys and girls will always write it off and fall in love again.    This is the revolution.   Hold your hands tight to the wheel, open our eyes, and watch the sun come up.    This is the revolution.    This is the revolution. (And now I’m laughing with my best friend.)