

White lines passing by my side
Keep a steady count of every mile
The radio is playing something low
Just enough to help me let it go (ahhhh)
The road stretches ahead
And I
see the sunset
Everything is
burning red
Right where the sun met
Hand is resting on the window frame
The summer air is calling out my name
No more looking in the rearview glass
I'm letting all the heavy moments pass
The road
stretches ahead
And I
see the sunset
Everything is
burning red
Right where the sun met
The dashboard lights begin to glow
I'm taking every turn real slow (hummmm)
The road
stretches ahead
And I
see the sunset
Everything is burning red
Right where the sun met
(yeah) (gazing in the distance)