Deepkin Arches
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
The road stretches ahead
And I see the sunset
Everything is burning red
Right where the sun met
(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
(letting them pass) (ooh)
The road stretches ahead (stretches ahead)
And I see the sunset
Everything is burning red
Right where the sun met