Good morning morning, everybody
Another bright day morning, camera

Two of us riding Okay
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
Head, head

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

We're on our way home