leaving this house and now i'm out on the highway the wind is rushing, rushing, rushing, lover's hand hanging sweetly on the steering wheel.
my eyes, so bright, i feel bright. there is the sight of love, this is the power in my veins, glowing.
suitcases stuffed high in the back, destination is unclear but it doesn't matter.
i will never live until your lips give me sin, oh god, i never even breathed! the freeway is our haven, pit stops sound like adventure. it's funny, because i've been outside and i've seen pretty faces, waterfalls, and laughing children, and even the night, but did i ever look up? oh god, i never knew --