[Verse]
Windows down, wind in my hair,
Driving down the highway, without a care.
Radio blasting, music loud,
On this open road, I'm feeling proud.
With every mile, I leave behind,
The worries of the world, in my mind.
In this moment, I'm free to roam,
On this journey, I'll find my home.
[Chorus]
Driving, with the wind in my face,
In this endless road, I'll find my grace.
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
I'll chase the sunset, beneath the sky.
[Verse]
Through city streets and country lanes,
I'll navigate, without refrain.
With every curve, with every turn,
I'll embrace the freedom, I'll let it burn.
{verse]
With every heartbeat, I feel alive,
In this moment, I'll thrive.
With every mile, I'll find my way,
On this open road, I'll make my play.
[Chorus]
Driving, with the wind in my face,
In this endless road, I'll find my grace.
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
I'll chase the sunset, beneath the sky.
[Chorus]
Driving, with the wind in my face,
In this endless road, I'll find my grace.
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
I'll chase the sunset, beneath the sky.
[Verse]
As the night fades into dawn's embrace,
I'll keep driving, I'll keep the pace.
On this endless journey, I'll find my way,
Driving into the new day.
[Verse]
As the night fades into dawn's embrace,
I'll keep driving, I'll keep the pace.
On this endless journey, I'll find my way,
Driving into the new day.
[Bridge]
Tail lights glow in the rearview sight,
Neon dreams 'cross the starry night.
Synths and rhythms fuel my drive,
Through the darkness, I feel alive.
[Verse]
Past cityscapes that shimmer and shine,
This steel horse, this dream of mine.
Headlights flash like a meteor trail,
I'm riding the groove, I'm setting sail.
Every second, the city's pulse throbs,
In this neon world, where the heartbeat bobs.
[Bridge]
Acceleration syncs with the beat,
Dystopian vision turned bittersweet.
With a flick of the switch, my world alights,
Synth melodies and electric nights.
Silver chrome and colors so vivid,
In this concrete maze, I'm no longer timid.
[Chorus]
Racing, pulse in synthetic tide,
In this Technicolor dream, I'll ride.