He's got a roadmap of Jupiter

A radar fix on the stars

All along the highway

She's got a liquid-crystal compass

A picture book of the rivers

Under the Sahara



They travel in the time of the prophets

On a desert highway straight to the heart of the sun

Like lovers and hereos, and the restless part of everyone

We're only at home when we're on the run

On the run



He's got a starmap of Hollywood

A list of cheap motels

All along the freeway

She's got a sister out in Vegas

Promise of a decent job

Far away from her home town



They travel on the road to redemption

A highway out of yesterday -- that tomorrow will bring

Like lovers and heroes, birds in the last days of spring

We're only at home when we're on the wing

On the wing



WE ARE YOUNG

WANDERING THE FACE OF THE EARTH

WONDERING WHAT OUR DREAMS MIGHT BE WORTH

LEARNING THAT WE'RE ONLY IMMORTAL --

FOR A LIMITED TIME



Time is a gypsy caravan

Steals away in the night

To leave you stranded in Dreamland

Distance is a long-range filter

Memory a flickering light

Left behind in the heartland



We travel in the dark of the new moon

A starry highway traced on the map of the sky

Like lovers and heroes, lonely as the eagle's cry

We're only at home when we're on the fly

On the fly



We travel on the road to adventure

On a desert highway straight to the heart of the sun

Like lovers and hereos, and the restless part of everyone

We're only at home when we're on the run

On the run