Lyrics
We packed our lives and as we're driving on,
the desert's blurring by.
It's unpredictable, what's up ahead.
But you can see why
that crossing borders brings about a feeling of relief
I hear the trumpets play with the swaying of the trees.
You smile while racing with the sun at your feet.
I breathe easily while gazing out at the sea.
It's peace and perfection, but it will never be our street.
We'll stay a while, and then let's head home.
Can we go back to people we know?
We'll stay a while, and then let's head home.
Can we go back to what we know?
I breathe easily while gazing out at the sea.
It's peace and perfection, but it will never be our street.
Crossing borders brings about a feeling of reliefΕ
We'll stay a while, and then let's head home.
Can we go back to people we know?
We'll stay a while, and then let's head home.
Can we go back to what we know?
I hear the trumpets play with the swaying of the trees.
You smile while racing with the sun at your feet.
I breathe easily while gazing out at the sea.
It's peace and perfection, but it will never be our street.
the desert's blurring by.
It's unpredictable, what's up ahead.
But you can see why
that crossing borders brings about a feeling of relief
I hear the trumpets play with the swaying of the trees.
You smile while racing with the sun at your feet.
I breathe easily while gazing out at the sea.
It's peace and perfection, but it will never be our street.
We'll stay a while, and then let's head home.
Can we go back to people we know?
We'll stay a while, and then let's head home.
Can we go back to what we know?
I breathe easily while gazing out at the sea.
It's peace and perfection, but it will never be our street.
Crossing borders brings about a feeling of reliefΕ
We'll stay a while, and then let's head home.
Can we go back to people we know?
We'll stay a while, and then let's head home.
Can we go back to what we know?
I hear the trumpets play with the swaying of the trees.
You smile while racing with the sun at your feet.
I breathe easily while gazing out at the sea.
It's peace and perfection, but it will never be our street.