Counting Streaks 2

Verse 1

Neon on the dashboard hums like a wire

Four A.M., we're both running dry

Last call at the diner, coffee in your cup

We count the streaks on the windshield up

You spin it round and I watch the lines

Where every scratch tells a name or a time

Pre-Chorus

Is this what freedom looks like?

Staring out at all these worn-out miles?

Or is this just where we come to hide?

Can't decide which one feels right now

So let's keep on driving, watch the sun rise slow

Chorus

Counting streaks on the dashboard glass

Every scratch tells a story that will last

Not for who you were or what your name means

Just the miles we run and all the roads that gleam

Verse 2

Grandma's old truck still hums like new

You lean in close where my elbow meets yours too

I'm drawing lines across every pane

Marking down each one so they won't fade again

Your hand brushes mine and I count it in

Not just the miles but the time we're living

Pre-Chorus

Is this what freedom looks like?

Staring out at all these worn-out miles?

Or is this just where we come to hide?

Can't decide which one feels right now

So let's keep on driving, watch the sun rise slow

Chorus

Counting streaks on the dashboard glass

Every scratch tells a story that will last

Not for who you were or what your name means

Just the miles we run and all the roads that gleam

Bridge

We could lose ourselves in all these lines

But I like where they take us, one at a time

No map to follow, just this endless drive

If every scratch is something worth surviving

Then I'll ride with you till your dashboard's bright

Painted silver from the stars that cut through tonight

Chorus

Counting streaks on the dashboard glass

Every scratch tells a story that will last

Not for who you were or what your name means

Just the miles we run and all the roads that gleam