From your bed to mine
All signs point toward a need to leave
So we say "It's been nice"
We never lose sight of what's behind
We still find each other right
Signs point backwards through time
While we're laying side by side
We're going home
But from there
Where do we go?
Garbage bags increase
The insignificance of the items they contain
So we fill them with what needs to be thrown out of our minds
We still find each other right
Signs point backwards through time
As we're laying side by side
We're going home
But from there
Where do we go?
From your bed to mine
Back to back and side to side
We say goodbye
Bags packed and set aside
We're going home
But from there
Where do we go?
We're going home
But from there...?