really don't matter to me
if it gets me back to you.
Jet plane, fast train, bus in a hard rain
if it gets me back to you
gotta see what's out there
Leave town, thumb around,
what the hell does he care
Turn apart, broken heart,
hopin' that he comes around
Really don't matter to me,
if it gets me back to you
Jet plane, fast train, bus in a hard rain
if it gets me back to you
Oh, high road, low road, some old side road
It really don't matter to me
if it gets me back to you
Hitchhike, motorbike, any old way
like crawling on my knees
If it gets me back to you
the world's on your shoulder
Each night the same stuff,
the world's getting colder
Really don't matter to me
If it gets me back to you
Hitchhike, motorbike, any old way
Like crawling on my knees
if it gets me back to you
Oh, jet plane and fast train
If it gets me back to you
If it gets me back to you
High road, low road, some old side road
High road, low road, some old side road
And it gets me, me, back to you