Looking back across the years

Drawing maps and trailing tears

Scattering seeds all across the land

Waiting for the flowers



Pushing daisies through the cracks

On city streets by railroad tracks

Where you and I have cried and laughed

Until the morning hours



Now once more in a twist of fate

We're strung out on love’s interstate

With a freedom only born of fate

I’m on my knees in prayer



Sticking wildflowers in the gun

And swearing the bad times have come and gone

But you chalk up our continued run

To a corny line you got somewhere about time…

Give it time



We set out one early morn

So young back then we were barely born

We stole our hearts and steered them on

And to the four winds scattered



But you know how the story goes

The winds were wild, there was blood on the rose

And baby all along it was under our nose

Everything that mattered



Now that life has dumped us on the shoulder

I know what you're thinking – “I told ya”

But that's the kind of thing you'd never say

Though we'd both think it anyway



Standing here at the sidewalk's end

Another crack closer to the reckonin’
It ain't no map we're followin’

But everybody every now and then needs a sign…

Send down a sign


Wherever it is we're going
Pretty sure we're getting there
'
Cause there's just somewhere up ahead
And I'm pretty sure I don't care

Just where the wind is blowing,
As long as it's in your hair

Wherever it is we sure are
We sure are getting there



Yeah I took the pill, I swallowed it clean

I followed in the footsteps of a faded regime

I saw rainbows in the gasoline

I was coasting on the fumes of yesterday's dream



When the engine went to idle and idle to dead

And I thought about something the TV said

About rainbows and where they lead

The gold's always another mile ahead



Yeah the price was dear, the road was steep

And on the brink of way too deep

You pulled me out of a lithium sleep

We checked our bags and lit out



And it was gold to silver, silver to dust

Scattering the ashes from a Greyhound bus

If there's one thing in this life I've sussed

You care for it, it moves you down the line…

It moves you down the line



Now with them bad times come and gone

They were hard lost but harder won

And I won't forget all the fighting we've done

If you don't forget just where we're going



Now we’re broken down, and no one’s cryin’

No one feigning wild surprise

Just silly questions and smiling eyes

The answers we're both knowing



“Can't we go back to the good old days

Rolling down the road in a glory blaze?”

I laugh and stick another flower in the vase

No, but we got a field where we can lie



And gaze into them rolling clouds

And hope that someone's looking down

In a mirror world where it's right-side-round

Where mine is yours and where darling what's yours is mine…

What's mine is yours, what’s yours is mine



Wherever it is we're going
Pretty sure we're getting there
'
Cause there's just somewhere up ahead
And I'm pretty sure I don't care

Just where the wind is blowing,
As long as it's in your hair

Wherever it is we sure are
We sure are getting there…
We’re getting there