Travelling Clothes

Those are just your travelling clothing Settled down these days But I remember us younger than this When I watched you keeping pace You come to me from harsher places With figures, I can't read Your hands are marked from burning papers So mine will take the heat But don't turn your back yet, 'cause what would I do? I'll scrub my skin to fade the bruise I won't hear your closing notes Just roll up all your travelling clothes Roll up all your travelling clothes I will share my time with you You make the years go slow And I'll take good care of us both You'll see how I can grow You'll see how I can grow I want to believe you, honey You promised to be true But you belong to roads and highways And I belong to you But don't turn your back yet, 'cause what would I do? I'll scrub my skin to fade the bruise There won't be no closing note Just roll up all your travelling clothes Roll up all your travelling clothes Just roll up all your travelling clothes