text: Two of us riding nowhere, spending someones
  Hard earned pay
  You and me Sunday driving, not arriving
  On our way back home
  Were on our way home
  Were on our way home
  Were going home
  Two of us sending postcards, writing letters
  On my wall
  You and me burning matches, lifting latches
  On our way back home
  Were on our way home
  Were on our way home
  Were 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
  Were on our way home
  Were on our way home
  Were 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
  Were on our way home
  Were on our way home
  Were going home