This is the story of Johnny and Louise down on Kennedy Boulevard
Well, it could be the story of you and me losing track of the folks we both are
Some hold on to dreams, some hold on to the fear
They're just growing old
Louise turns to Johnny, puts her hand into his
With a smile only he knows
Such a long way to heaven
A long way home
Such a long way to heaven
A long way home
Johnny says, "Louise, well, I don't know
How far we've come down this road
This town don't hold the same fascination
Well, I don't know which way we should go"
He looks across to the sun sinking down in the shimmering gold
"Well, I don't know what they call a place you can't return from
I sure as hell don't want to know"
Such a long way to heaven
A long way home
Such a long way to heaven
A long way home
Tired and alone, a long way from home
Johnny and sweet Louise
Pulled their hopes out of the ocean
Hand in hand in the sweet summer breeze