To the same old world we left
Leads us back again
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
We're hitting the road that
And birds fly backwards
Packed bags in the hallway

Where we used to play all day
Sad, blue, the future's not too clear
Clouds tower, I have nothing to fear
And birds fly backwards
Cats, dogs, fall first upon the ground
Leads us back again
And birds fly backwards
We're hitting the road that

Packed bags in the hallway
Where we used to play all day