Walking down the Mercer St
Been a long hot summer
Rain like daggers coming down on me
Get a feeling it's too late
But alone, together
Could be we might start it up all over again
Dream, real
You're not too late
Sweet road to somewhere else
3'o clock I'm on my way
On the road to somewhere
Little clouds like wounds that blow away
Listening to the radio
Like a friend that guides me
Playing out every song
We used to know
Dream, real
You're not too late
Sweet road to somewhere else
Bring it on
Come along
On the road to somewhere
Take our time
See the signs
On the road to somewhere
