I still recall certain roads signs Remember clear as day making beelines City to City As on time as a pair of vagabonds could be A one track mind thinking about destiny If it wasn't clear well, it was going to be With so much color (n.) on the inside It made it hard to stay between thing lines Station to station And disguised like a hometown celebrity But you were making plans And you were realistic Still you chose to bet on me (To bet on me) So if we take this chance We might compose a story Don't call this happenstance You know what this has become And what its supposed to be Fact, fiction and fantasy I found I strange that the device He sudden urge, the charm and the entice That it would no longer suffice And a change was springing up in me If we are trying hard to be realistic Slide on over closer next to me Yeah yeah yeah So glad we took that chance We've written quite the story Not close to happenstance You know what this has become and What it's gonna be Look at how far we've come Flip through these countless pages I'm down if you're the one And this is as real as real can ever be For you and me Indeed I am the car There is a road That leads to your door You are the sidewalk And a long walk home Long walk home And a long walk home Home... When you want me to I'll be Everything You'll ever need And we'll move At the quickest speed I am the car There is a road That leads to your door You are the sidewalk I am the car There is a road That you and I know Where love is a long walk And a long walk home A long walk home And a long walk home Home...