There was not only right or wrong There was a time where I was better on my own But there was nowhere I was going Just a floater and a roamer on the road Well people come and then they're gone Easy come but a bit harder to hold on But there was comfort in the night A kind of sadness but still looking for the light But you and me and these old boots can go Live out in woods or on the road And you and me would be all that there was And that is all that it would be to us, be to us Well I met her in september And we rode out in the late summer sky And that was all I could remember We end up waiting for our love to slowly die Was there something more to say Was there something that I maybe could have changed But that is looking back in anger That is something that I never really chased But you and me and these old boots can go Live out in woods or on the road And you and me would be all that there was And that is all that it would be to us, be to us