on a foreign night we spoke telling stories of what it would be like when we got back home in the fading light we hoped that as we grew old those memories would never let us go when we re together we survive to stick it out another night of waiting we dream together to survive to stick it out another night of waiting crossing borders is all we know marking up a map the passage that we re taking as we go all the buildings made of stone cause a jealousy as we drive by them in our rolling home