How Do I Get Back To You?

Remember the days when we’d ride off in the car?

A mystery tour on a Sunday, we wouldn’t go too far.

I’d take the wheel and you’d hold onto the map

You’d smile and touch my knee and give directions from your lap.

We laughed and took a detour, we paid the taxi fair,

Said don’t know where we’re going to but we’re already there.

The driver couldn’t read his A-Z.

We laughed about it later as we lay upon the bed.

How do I get back to you?

How do I get back to you?

How do I find my way back to you?

The engine stalled, we were halfway down the road.

We lost control of the steering wheel, we burned the highway code.

My heart and thumbs are aching, I know you felt the pain.

I tried to hitch a lift to you from beyond the exit lane.

How do I get back to you?

How do I get back to you?

How do I find my way back to you?

I bought a sat-nav to get me on home ground,

I tried a compass but the dial keeps spinning round and round.

I walk these roads but they all look the same

I hope I don’t get stuck with Bono on a street that’s got no name.

How do I get back to you?

How do I get back to you?

How do I find my way back to you?

I sail the seas to try to find dry land.

I’ve a sinking feeling this old voyage isn’t going like I planned.

I need to find a harbour where I’ll be safe and warm

But I know I’m heading for the storm.

How do I get back to you?

How do I get back to you?

How do I find my way back to you?

How do I get back to you?

How do I get back to you?

How do I find my way back to you?

Lyrics by Vin Murtagh ©2011