So turn up this radio.
Firing pistons, turning wheels and burning road.
If this is freedom then I'm never coming home.
If this is real and this is now then let it go.
Just don't act so surprised.
Just say your prayers and I, well I'll be there when you open your eyes.
Tell me Tell me now, tell me if it's real and I will stay.
We can burn it all, baby don't look back we'll getaway.
All I need is open road
and the small towns and the faces
and the shows.
If this is over then I'm never coming home.
If this is real and this is now
then let me go.
Just don't act so surprised. Just don't act so...
Just say your prayers and I, well I'll be there when you open your eyes.
Tell me Tell me now, tell me if it's real and I will stay.
We can burn it all, baby don't look back we'll getaway.
I know its right even though it's wrong and this is what we get for falling.
I know we're lost. Lost in what we've found and this is what we get.