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 so low
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 so low
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


We're going home
Better believe it