It's fifteen hundred miles to California, get there Friday if they leave tonight, She out at three thirty in the morning, Leaves a note so she see her daddy cry.
He cuts the engine when he in the driveway, She slides in and gives him one for the road, No and no family, no job out there waiting, The town will call them crazy but they gotta go.
when you're young and in love, yeah, You might do some that don't seem all that smart, Cause there ain't no greater the eighteen inches from your head to your heart, yeah.
They can barely rent on a rundown apartment, She's waiting and he's a valet, behind on the bills and the car's barely running, But he buys a ring with the tips he's saved.
When young and in love, yeah, You might do some things that don't seem all smart, Cause ain't no greater distance Than the eighteen inches from your to your heart.
Last thing they need is mouth to feed, but they want one, just kids themselves but that's gonna change in nine more months,
She wakes him up at thirty in the morning, Ready or not their new life's start, Seven and eighteen inches, The doctor lays that new baby's head on her heart.
you're young and in love, yeah, You do some things that don't seem all that smart, But thank God for eighteen inches, The distance it is from your to your heart, yeah, yeah, yeah.