Two Of Us

Two of us riding nowhere, spending someone's hard-earned pay

You and me Sunday driving, not arriving

On our way back home

We're on our way home

We're on our way home

We're going home

Two of us sending postcards

Writing letters on my wall

You and me burning matches

Lifting latches

On our way back home

We're on our way home

We're on our way home We're going home

You and I have memories Longer than the road that stretches out ahead

Two of us wearing raincoats, standing solo in the sun

You and me chasing paper, getting nowhere On our way back home

We're on our way home We're on our way home

We're going home

You and I have memories

Longer than the road that stretches out ahead

Two of us wearing raincoats

Standing solo in the sun

You and me chasing paper, getting nowhere, on our way back home

We're on our way home, we're on our way home, we're going home