Arm To Arm - Catch 22

Another fucking day

It’s still a nine to five, I swear

I don’t want to reach the top

I don’t want to be a millionaire

I know that it may sound crazy

But it’s driving me insane

Staring out the window

Of another fucking train

We’re walking, arm to arm

I won’t follow, arm to arm

I won’t lead, arm to arm

Beside me until tomorrow, arm to arm

You’re walking arm to arm with me, with me

I’m feeling kind of homesick

When I smell the old pine tree

I felt you in the breeze

I close my eyes, it’s not so easy for me

Once or twice, three times a charm

We were walking arm to arm

I wanted that for so damn long, but now it’s gone

I’ve never been so wrong

Drop me a line

Tell me everything that I’ve been missing

Won’t you drop me a line

Tell me where you’re gonna be when I get home

2000 years more

Won’t end this war, my brother

Half empty, half full

You’re pushing, I’m pulling

Back in '96, sometimes

I sit and reminisce

Took the train to Hoboken

I didn’t know it then

But that is when I found my place

Outside this so-called structured life

Married to my only love

And music is my wife

We’re walking, arm to arm

I won’t follow, arm to arm

I won’t lead, arm to arm

Beside me until tomorrow, arm to arm

You’re walking arm to arm with me, with me