Lyrics Michael Franti & Spearhead

Michael Franti & Spearhead

Long Ride Home

You and me

Will always be

Dreaming of place that we'll never ever get to see

Like Indonesia or Zanzibar

Every night we end up at a local bar

Somebody told me don't stare at horizons

Unless you are ready to run

So let's save our money and buy a car

So we can drive all the way across America

One day closer till my number comes

We gonna keep on burning till the night is gone

It's a long ride home

We drove past the Mississippi, past a bus of hippies

Drinkin' 40's and rolling up some sticky icky's

Under the stars, and maybe even Mars

Muscle cars are smokin' up the boulevard

You look pretty, out in the city

You said you love me and there's no place that you wanna go alone

One day closer till my number comes

We gonna keep on burning till the night is gone

It's a long ride home

Take me away

One day closer till my number comes

We gonna keep on burning till the night is gone

It's a long ride home