

(hoo-ooo!) Leaving the static on the radio dial
We've been planning this run for a country mile
Tight grip on the wheel as the tarmac bends
To the place where the city pavement ends
Oh, the sky
is opening wide
Feel the heat of the road inside
Windows down in the orange light We’ve got a thousand miles of
gold tonight
Roll the windows down,
let the wild wind blow
Nowhere else we'd rather go (ooh-ooh-ooh)
Sunlight fading in the rearview mirror
Every mile we cover,
our minds get clearer
Fuel light's glowing but we don't care
Just breathing in the dusty summer air
Oh, the sky is opening wide
Feel the heat of the road inside
Windows down in the orange light We’ve got a thousand miles of
gold tonight
Roll the windows down,
let the wild wind blow
Nowhere else we'd rather go (ooh-ooh-ooh)
Nowhere else we'd rather go
Yeah, we're heading home