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