

We left the engines humming in the cold
Talking 'bout the ways we might grow old
Underneath the quiet canopy Tracing maps of who we used to be
(mmm-mmm) And the road ahead was wide and clear
Sweeping out the shadows and the fear
Oh, we were running to the wild side of the hill
We had the fire and we have it still
Singing out our names into the open sky
Never gonna ask the reasons why
We kept the polaroids inside the glove
Simple tokens of a heavy love
Every turn we took was by design Chasing down a disappearing line (yeah)
Oh, we were running to the wild side of the hill
We had the fire and we have it still
Singing out our names into the open sky Never gonna ask the
reasons why We have it still
(oh-oh-oh) We have it still