Testo: Sweatshirt Weather. With High Hopes. Escapade.

Baby when the clock runs down
maybe we'll escape this town
we'll watch the sun go out
this time we'll make it count
and see it rise again

girl its the things you do that make me go crazy
girl its the things you say that make me shake

i'll pick you up at nine
got a half a tank and nothing but time
the roads are clear, lets disappear
anywhere but here, outside the lines

lets think about where to go from here

turn this up and sing along
the lines i wrote and the words you spoke
wake up to the morning sun
and we'll think back to a night undone