and if I feel tomorrow like I feel today

can we just stop thinking for a moment and be spontaneous? 

can I pack a bag and get on a plane, 

walk down the terminal and walk away? 

away to whatever I've dreamt the future will be, 

to people and places that were meant for me. 

can I make my life and take what's mine? 

it isn't much, but I'll claim my rights where I can. 

and right now, this day, I just want to go away. 

grab some extra socks and all of my cash 

and taste the dust of somewhere other than here. 

and if I don't talk to you for a year 

don't worry, I'm fine. 

you're not listening in the right places, 

looking behind the right faces.

they haven't sent my ashes back to you yet, 

I don't think there's much for you to concern yourself with. 

cause if I stay here any longer, you could still talk to me, 

but there's no guarantee

that I'll answer you.

(me)

so you've been where I've just come

from the land that brings losers on

so we will share this road we walk

and mind our mouths and beware our talk

til peace we find tell you what I'll do

all the things I own I will share with you

and if I feel tomorrow like I feel today

we'll take what we want and give the rest away

strangers on this road we are on

we are not two we are one

so where are you going to I don't mind

if I live too long I'm afraid I'll die

so I will follow you wherever you go

if your offered hand is still open to me

strangers on this road we are on

we are not two we are one

strangers on this road we are on

we are not two we are one.

(the kinks)