You and me
Our story wrote itself
We could see
As the pages became filled
And we got in
A car as if to drive
But we let
It take us for a ride
We didn't have a prayer
We didn't have a prayer
When they tried
To get what was in our heads
They assumed
We made our own bed
But we knew
We didn't have much time to sleep
So our bed
Was just
A blanket in the backseat
Blanket in the backseat
We didn't have a prayer
We didn't have a prayer
We didn't have a prayer
We didn't have a prayer
