Open Road Serenade
(mmmmm-hmmmmm) AC blowing dust across the vinyl seat
A plastic cup of water
melting in the heat
Her wristband from the front row is shining like a crown
We're chasing down the white lines right out of this town
And she hums along to a radio song Under the desert sky
so wide and so long
With a neon-colored ticket on her wrist so tight We're driving through
the heat-shimmer night
(yeah, driving through the night) She's staring out the window
at the endless sand
Holding onto secrets in her open hand
The rideshare driver's quiet,
letting music play
As the last light of the evening
starts to fade away
And she hums along to a radio song Under the desert sky
so wide and so long
With a neon-colored ticket on her wrist so tight We're driving through
the heat-shimmer night
Driving through the night... (mmmmm-hmmmmm)