He's got a roadmap of Jupiter    A radar fix on the stars    All along the highway    She's got a liquid-crystal compass    A picture book of the rivers    Under the Sahara       They travel in the time of the prophets    On a desert highway straight to the heart of the sun    Like lovers and hereos, and the restless part of everyone    We're only at home when we're on the run    On the run       He's got a starmap of Hollywood    A list of cheap motels    All along the freeway    She's got a sister out in Vegas    Promise of a decent job    Far away from her home town       They travel on the road to redemption    A highway out of yesterday -- that tomorrow will bring    Like lovers and heroes, birds in the last days of spring    We're only at home when we're on the wing    On the wing       WE ARE YOUNG    WANDERING THE FACE OF THE EARTH    WONDERING WHAT OUR DREAMS MIGHT BE WORTH    LEARNING THAT WE'RE ONLY IMMORTAL --    FOR A LIMITED TIME       Time is a gypsy caravan    Steals away in the night    To leave you stranded in Dreamland    Distance is a long-range filter    Memory a flickering light    Left behind in the heartland       We travel in the dark of the new moon    A starry highway traced on the map of the sky    Like lovers and heroes, lonely as the eagle's cry    We're only at home when we're on the fly    On the fly       We travel on the road to adventure    On a desert highway straight to the heart of the sun    Like lovers and hereos, and the restless part of everyone    We're only at home when we're on the run    On the run...