Verse 1

You kick the motor awake by the county line

Leather jacket, old map folded twice

I climb on behind you, hold your waist

And the road takes the words right out of my face

Verse 2

Dust on the mirror, sun on the chrome

Every mile pulls us farther from home

Your laugh cuts through the wind in my ears

I taste the long road, I forget my fears

Chorus: Male and Female Harmony

Ride on, ride on, let the blacktop roll

Wind in our faces, fire in our souls

No need to promise, no need to explain

Just you and me and the miles we claim

Verse 3

At a roadside diner, coffee gone cold