

(mhm-mmm) Sitting on the hood of your beat-up car
Counting down the days till we go too far
Map spread out on the dashboard glass
Trying to make these moments last
And we swore we'd write every single week But we know the
truth's getting hard to speak Before the highway takes us all away
Let's freeze this night and make it stay
Just four wild hearts under golden skies
Saying goodbye with our eyes (oh-oh-oh)
Packed up boxes in your empty room
Leaving this town feels way too soon
Signing our names on the dusty floor Before we walk out through
the front door And we swore we'd write every single week
But we know the truth's getting hard to speak
Before the highway takes us all away
Let's freeze this night and make it stay Just four wild hearts
under golden skies
Saying goodbye with our eyes (oh-oh-oh)
Just four wild hearts...
Before the highway... (mmm-mmm-mm)