Santiago

Remember the first and last goodbye
Looking for answers to untie
We traveled the long road
And at night we dreamed that we could drive
Racing ashore and taking hold
We're biding our time and growing old
We're circling questions
Looking for direction and self-control
Why did we go, Santiago?
Memories fade in late July
She's looking too close and feeling shy
It's taken forever
Well, love will often lead us awry
Remember the first and last goodbye
Places to grow and hide the lie
We traveled the long road
It gave us sight for the price of his eyes
Why did we go, Santiago?