Two of Us (commentary) Songtext
von The Beatles

Two of us riding nowhere
Spending someone′s hard-earned pay
You and me Sunday driving
Not arriving

On our way back home
We're on our way home
We′re on our way home
We're going home

Two of us sending postcards
Writing letters on my wall
You and me burning matches
Lifting latches

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 solo 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 solo 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

We're going home
Better believe it
Goodbye