Driving thoughts you knew they're good to us We're taking boots alone that go to the place we know
HOOK The river's a threatening ride You said there's nothing to it You brought on this lost argument We're both to blame, we're both to blame
Take me back home, take me back home
Take me back home, take me back home
Take me back home, take me back home
Moving past the high Christmas We're making our way back home No sound of the tired, ain't told
HOOK The river's a threatening ride You said there's nothing to it You brought on this lost argument We're both to blame, we're both to blame
Give it up, give it up, put it up again Give it up, give it up, give it up again Give it up, give it up, give it up again Give it up, give it up, give it up again Give it up, give it up, give it up again Give it up, give it up, give it up again Give it up, give it up, give it up again Give it up, give it up, give it up again
Compositores: Steven Graham Ansell, Laura Mary Carter ECAD: Obra #7923289 Fonograma #5947737