

The road is open,
stretching far
Underneath the evening star
Hands are steady
on the wheel
Chasing down the way we feel (yeah)
Needles spinning, climbing high
We are racing with the sky
Find the line and take the turn
Let the tire rubber burn
We are moving in a dream
Faster than it ever seems
Dust is settling in our wake
Every single bend we take
Focus locked on what's ahead
Following where paths are led (ohh)
No braking now, we hold our breath
Find the line and take the turn
Let the tire rubber burn
We are moving in a dream
Faster than it ever seems