You had a dream last night That we'd break down on the way It was the truth And it ruined our day, what an ability No St. Augustine
Someday we'll get there Plan another affair And leave our pain at home Too tired to follow through No, not today, maybe tomorrow
Oh, what a day to drive It never seems to turn out like we want But we're still together That's all we really need Not St. Augustine
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Someday we'll get there To some other place where It won't feel like we're still at home Too tired to follow the sun It'll close the day, maybe tomorrow