Weather Report 8

Verse

The kitchen clock says half past nine

Your coat still hanging by the door

I've got a map that's crumpled up

Half of it already walking out the door

You laugh and grab it from my hand

Say drive safe, don't hit every pothole round

You know this road like your own backyard

Know exactly where the storm rolls in today

Pre-Chorus

So what if I never find my way back

What if we just ride it out again

Maybe breaking free is worth the crash

Maybe tonight is just another kind of plan

Chorus

We're on borrowed time, we're running late

Weather report says the whole sky's at war

But I don't want to know where we land

I'd rather feel this like a summer storm now

So turn it up and pull me close again

Nothing's holding us like a forecast tonight

Verse

Gas station lights reflect off wet pavement

Your palm on my knee, no words between us now

The dashboard fog rolls down like a curtain

Every mile marker's something we can't lose yet

You sing along to the radio static

Saying every road leads back home

Even the map says it's not the right one

We're just chasing something we already know

Pre-Chorus

So what if I never find my way back

What if we just ride it out again

Maybe breaking free is worth the crash

Maybe tonight is just another kind of plan

Chorus

We're on borrowed time, we're running late

Weather report says the whole sky's at war

But I don't want to know where we land

I'd rather feel this like a summer storm now

So turn it up and pull me close again

Nothing's holding us like a forecast tonight

Bridge

Maybe maps are meant to be ignored

Maybe home was never the one thing I've stored

We're building a new kind of weather

One that never needs a clear blue day to hold

Chorus

We're on borrowed time, we're running late

Weather report says the whole sky's at war

But I don't want to know where we land

I'd rather feel this like a summer storm now

So turn it up and pull me close again

Nothing's holding us like a forecast tonight