The sun was chasing us we were running for beginning a night with adrenaline.A bouncing road in time with a heart attack, I put a hand on your shoulder and one on your back when you turned and you started to say goodbye highway.We watched the pieces of mile make a difference and looked in mirrors behind at our distance.Our exit crept up sly like a heart attack.You`re bouncing off my eyes don`t look straight back, don`t look straight back, look away.Goodbye highway.
