Two of us riding nowhere
   Spending someones
   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 of here
  
   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 of here
  
   Two of us riding nowhere
   Spending someones
   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