We’re free to ride around the world together losing some sleep tonight. With stranger things in the dirt that we kick up in the rear view mirror. We told each other we’ed never find another escape and at this rate I’m doing fine.
Are we alright?
We’re free to scream out loud together right at the end tonight. My eyes are heavy while my hand stays steady on your knee.
On the road and I’m standing at the each of my seat while the end of the road is just starring at me.