The Beatles - Two Of Us |
The Beatles Beatles Two of Us Spending someone's Hard earned pay Two of us riding nowhere Not arriving Two of us Sunday driving We're on our way home On our way back home We're on our way home We're going home Two of us sending postcards On my wall Writing letters Lifting latches You and me burning matches On our way back home We're on our way home We're on our way home We're going home Longer than the road that stretches out ahead You and I have memories 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 On our way back home Getting nowhere We're on our way home We're on our way home We're going home We're going home Better believe it |
