Lyrics:

I don't plan anything, I'm trying to come home
Thoughts of you are always on my mind
I'd run away from problems, my excuse when I am there
Rolling over, once again I'm gone
It's old, it's plain to see this life of tragedy
Save it for later, that's what we always said

What will they do for us? (What will we do for us?)
What will they do for us now?
Tried to paint a picture of the times that we once shared
Never seemed to be so concerned

The story goes like this, you say I'm almost never there
Independence is what you want
An arm to hold on, someone to sleep next to in the night
Rolling over, once again I'm gone
Look through the backlog, an index of thoughts
This time it won't get to me

What will that do for us? (What will we do for us?)
What will we do for us now?
I've tried to paint a picture of the time that we once shared
Never seemed to be so concerned

Silence I describe, we're barely hanging on and on

And I don't plan anything
I'm never comin' home
And thoughts of you are on my mind
So I'm never gone

What will they do for us?