to the ridings no ways
standing someones
harder and pain
you and me sunday driving
not arriving

own our way back home
run away home
run away home
going home

standing someones
u and me sunay driving
run away back home
run away home
run away home
going home

to the sending post card
writing letters
own my own
you and me
burnning matches
lifting matches
own our way back home
run away home
run away home
going home

u and i had memories
longer than the road the streaches out of it
to the sweating wrinkcles
standing so low
in the sun
you and me
chasing paper

getting lonely
own our way back home
run away home
run away home
going home