There are, there are some scars 
That would make you cross eyed
Where we're going, I don't care
If we'll ever get there.

You are, you are too kind
To be heading this far
Where we're going, I don't care
If we'll ever get there.

If I can't make things right
I can't make things right
Were we're going, no one cares


I am, I am dreaming
Of a sudden crashing 
When we hit ground, boy I swear
It looks just like back there.

If I can't make things right
I can't make things right
Were we're going, no one cares
If we'll ever get there.

When we hit ground, boy I swear
It looks just like back there.