On our way home

We spoke of many things, 

"Are we allowed to make

Brand new beginnings?"

"Do we need to know

Where the journey starts?"

On my way home, 

Green are all the lights

On my way home

I thought of many things, 

"Are we allowed to make

Brand new beginnings?"

"When we want to move, 

Who pulls our strings?"

On my way home

I thought of many things

I dream of roses, 

I dream of trees

I dream of roses, 

I dream of trees, 

I feel the sun

On our way home

I thought of many things

On our way home

Do we need to know?