

(hey!) Black dust on a highway line
Running out of road and time
Cold wind at the cabin door
We don't look back no more
I can feel the fire rise
Underneath these heavy skies (whoah)
Light the spark and let it burn
Past the point of no return!
We are running to the wild
Wild and free!
(hey! hey! hey!)
Ghost town in the rearview glass Only shadows fade to past
We carry on the sacred spark Through the deep and heavy dark
I can feel the fire rise
Underneath these heavy skies (whoah)
Light the spark and let it burn
Past the point of no return!
We are running to the wild
Wild and free!