Southbound

In my mind we runaway
Its getting loud here, everybody heres, got so much to say
Packing bags, filling vans, we're leaving at first light
Wake me, I don't care. I know We're gonna get it right
We're gonna get it right, this time
Stay clear of the city lights
Wide eyed, headed on a long drive
Southbound of the border line
Sit tight, you know its gonna feel right
With the highs, come the lows
With the warms, and the colds
Don't know where we're gonna go
But it's gonna feel like home
Fall in love with the Milky Way
Its getting late Mr moon won't you
tell me a story two I'm dozing off soon
Foggy windows in the morning we draw on the glass
Waking up slow with your head on my heart
Take it back to the start
When we got it right, that time
Stay clear of the city lights
Wide eyed, headed on a long drive
Southbound of the border line
Sit tight, you know its gonna feel right
With the highs, come the lows
With the warms, and the colds
Don't know where we're gonna go
But its gonna feel like home