These very moments as they pass. It’s like you’re just dreaming of busting someone else. Hands they hold a candle to the pages. These days they go so fast. These days are ours. Follow the lights that line the streets. connecting telephones. Follow the lights from house to house. And they will lead you home. They will lead you home. Cause there was never anywhere to go. There was never anywhere to go. But home. If every second year is true. Our love is strong enough to guide the way we walk through. Hands inside of hands. Hearts inside of hearts. Like eyes closed. Side by side and through. Follow the lights that line the streets. connecting telephones. Follow the lights from house to house. And they will lead you home. They will lead you home. Cause there was never anywhere to go. There was never anywhere to go. But home. If everything we are is true. Our memories are attics in those houses on the hill. Our love is there above us holding everything so still. And we are always here. Yes we are always here. So follow the lights that line the streets. connecting telephones. Follow the lights from house to house. And they will lead you home. They will lead you home. Cause there was never anywhere to go. There was never anywhere to go. There was never anywhere to go. But home home