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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

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