Dust in the Headlights (версия 2)

Verse

Cement dust on the dashboard

Fog rolling off the blacktop like a curtain

Your fingers slide across my collarbone

Like you're checking the map and not me still

Radio static cuts in for a second

And I think we're running out of signal

Pre-Chorus

We don't need the road to tell us where we're going

Every mile looks like it's trying to find its own way home

Chorus

Dust in the headlights, dust on your cheek

Every star we miss is one we get to keep

Headlights swinging wide across the floor

Floor that won't let us walk out of this anymore

Dust in the headlights, dust and the dark

We're making our own road back to who we are

Verse

Gravel kicks up like a tiny white flag

You turn to me with the wind cutting through your jacket

I count the freckles on the skin by your ear

And I think maybe this is just what we were missing here

Pre-Chorus

We don't need the road to tell us where we're going

Every mile looks like it's trying to find its own way home

Chorus

Dust in the headlights, dust on your cheek

Every star we miss is one we get to keep

Headlights swinging wide across the floor

Floor that won't let us walk out of this anymore

Dust in the headlights, dust and the dark

We're making our own road back to who we are

Bridge

No map, no exit sign tonight

Just this blue glow bouncing off the side of you

Maybe the road was just a place to find

Where we could lose ourselves inside of each other

Chorus

Dust in the headlights, dust on your cheek

Every star we miss is one we get to keep

Headlights swinging wide across the floor

Floor that won't let us walk out of this anymore

Dust in the headlights, dust and the dark

We're making our own road back to who we are