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Windows down and the salt in the air
Old map folded by the passenger chair We were young enough to
call it a plan
Just a full tank and a borrowed van
Every mile put a spark in our name
Every wrong turn felt a little like fate The horizon keeps pulling
me in Blue sky spinning under our skin No looking back now
Run with me down the coastline Golden hour making us shine Heart
on the dash, hands out the window Laughing like we got nowhere
to go
Run with me, we were born for this One long summer we
don't want to miss Oh oh,
the road keeps opening up Oh oh,
and we are enough
Tiny towns fading into gold Stories getting better as they're told
Your shoes up over the glove box light
Singing every word when the timing's right
We don't need much,
just the radio on
A little more dusk before the night is gone If the summer
ends, let it find us moving Still believing in the bend ahead
Take this feeling wherever life goes Keep the west wind in our
chest
Run with me down the coastline
Golden hour making us shine Heart on the dash,
hands out the window Laughing like we got nowhere to go
Run with me, we were born for this One long summer we
don't want to
miss Oh oh, the road keeps opening up Oh oh,
keep
rolling on Oh
oh, keep rolling on