on a foreign night we spoke
telling stories of what it would be like when we got back home
in the fading light we hoped
that as we grew old those memories would never let us go
when we're together we survive to stick it out another night of waiting
we dream together to survive to stick it out another night of waiting
crossing borders is all we know
marking up a map, the passage that we're taking as we go
all the buildings made of stone
cause a jealousy as we drive by them in our rolling home