Morning Camera / Two of Us Songtext
von The Beatles

Good morning, morning everybody
Another bright day, morning camera

Two of us riding...
Ok

Two of us riding nowhere
Spending someone′s hard-earned pay
You and me Sunday driving
Not arriving
On our way back home
We're on our way home
We′re on our way home
We're going home


Two of us sending postcards
Writing letters on my wall
You and me burning matches
Lifting latches
On our way back home
We're on our way home
We′re on our way home
We′re going home

You and I have memories
Longer than the road that stretches out ahead

Two of us wearing raincoats
Standing solo
In the sun
You and me chasing paper
Getting nowhere
On our way back home
We're on our way home
We′re on our way home
We're going home

You and I have memories
Longer than the road that stretches out ahead


You and me burning raincoats
Standing solo
In the sun
You and me chasing paper
Getting nowhere
On our way back home
We′re on our way home
We're on our way home
We′re going home

Goodbye
We're on our way home