She said I think I’ll go to Boston I think I’ll start a new life. I think I’ll start it over, where no one knows my name I’ll get out of California, I’m tired of the weather I think I’ll get a lover and fly ‘em out to Spain I think I’ll go to Boston I think that I’m just tired I think I need a new town, to leave this all behind I think I need a sunrise, I’m tired of Sunset I hear it’s nice in the summer, some snow would be nice