Two of Us (1969 Glyn Johns Mix)

Two of us going 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

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

Going home

Goodbye