Heading home.

We’re heading home with sand in our shoes, with sunburnt cheeks and dusty jeans, We keep our sleepy eyes, on the white lines on the road, through the black of the summer night, driving home. We’re heading home with grass in our hair, wiith aching limbs and healthy hearts, We keep our sleepy eyes out for animals on the road, through the black of the summer night, driving home. We’re heading home with sand in our shoes, with sunburnt cheeks and dusty jeans, We keep our sleepy eyes, on the white lines on the road, through the black of the summer night, driving home. We’re heading home with grass in our hair, with aching limbs and healthy hearts, We keep our sleepy eyes out for animals on the road, through the black of the summer night, driving home.