Walk me home Past the broken fence by Auntie Puti's home Stumbling along So drunk we forget about those things that we fight about Out aloud Out aloud We're doing fine It don't get much better than these late night walks We don't know Bout how much stupid noise we make Or whether we will make it to next year Things just seem to come and go With you and me Things just seem to come and go With you and me Things just seem to come and go And then fly away with it