This is the story of Johnny and Louise down on Kennedy Boulevard Well, it could be the story of you and me losing track of the folks we both are Some hold on to dreams, some hold on to the fear They're just growing old Louise turns to Johnny, puts her hand into his With a smile only he knows Such a long way to heaven A long way home Such a long way to heaven A long way home Johnny says, "Louise, well, I don't know How far we've come down this road This town don't hold the same fascination Well, I don't know which way we should go" He looks across to the sun sinking down in the shimmering gold "Well, I don't know what they call a place you can't return from I sure as hell don't want to know" Such a long way to heaven A long way home Such a long way to heaven A long way home Tired and alone, a long way from home Johnny and sweet Louise Pulled their hopes out of the ocean Hand in hand in the sweet summer breeze