Borrowed Time Run

(mhm-mmm) Walking through the city with the golden light,

Chasing down the paths of a velvet night.

Got a pocket full of dreams and a stray guitar,

Counting up the wishes on a faded star.

Oh, we’re running on time that we borrowed,

Leaving all our doubts for tomorrow.

Singing out loud to the open air,

Catching the wind with the sun in our hair.

(oh yeah) Glowing signs are flickering along the street,

Moving to the rhythm of a million feet.

Every little turn is a mystery,

Writing out the pages of our history.

Oh, we’re running on time that we borrowed,

Leaving all our doubts for tomorrow.

Singing out loud to the open air,

Catching the wind with the sun in our hair.

Yeah,

catching the wind...

Just leaving it all behind. (ahhhh)