The music played on the radio reminds me
Of long trips and destinations often so romantic
I forgot this is literally about the topic anymore
The wind is a blessing presented to our faces
As I drive and you sit back and we move forward
The taste of youth lingers like a stubborn kid

The chorus was memorable, like your pristine smile
Your joy is childlike, your body young and blessed
Your face is divine, your embrace is inviting
Your soul is warm, like the sun above us
Your song is what the ear naturally hears
But the heart forever remembers and idolizes

But the music should come to an end
Instruments aren't to be blamed, it's meant to be
I lost my way and hearing like how I lost you
And I don't know what to write anymore
But I know how to hum and sing what I remember
I will hum and sing and it will play forever