Beatles - two of us текст песни

Two of us riding nowhere

Spending someones

Hard earned pay

Two of us sunday driving

Not arriving

On our way back home

Were on our way home

Were on our way home

Were going home

Two of us sending postcards

Writing letters

On my wall

You and me burning matches

Lifting latches

On our way back home

Were on our way home

Were on our way home

Were 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

Getting nowhere

On our way back home

Were on our way home

Were on our way home

Were 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

Getting nowhere

On our way back home

Were on our way home

Were on our way home

Were going home

Were going home

Better believe it