

Packed the trunk with maps and yesterday
Coffee cold, but we are on our way
Old cassette tapes on the dashboard line
Leaving all the heavy years behind Before the real world pulls us
both apart
We're chasing down the highway in the dark
(oh-oh-oh) Singing loud
to the songs we used to know One last mile before we
let it go Windows down,
we are flying wild and free Just like the kids we used
to be (yeah)
Sunlight breaking on the interstate
No more talking 'bout our future state
Just the hum of wheels on asphalt line
Drinking in this sweet,
borrowed time
And when tomorrow comes and we must stand alone
We will remember how this highway felt like home
Singing loud
to the songs we used to know One last mile before we
let it go Windows down,
we are flying wild and free Just like the kids we used
to be (ooh-ooh)
Just like the kids we used to be
One last mile...