Two of Us

Two of us going 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.
You and I'll 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, going nowhere on our way back home.
we're on our way home...we're on our way home...we're going home.
(whistling)