Two of us riding nowhere
  Spending someone's
  Hard earned pay
  Two of us 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