One hand on the wheel of your Range Rover
Hair in the wind like you got no composure
That smile of yours, I swear it could start a war
You're just a modern-day Apollo, what's reality for?
I'm just a silhouette in the passenger side
Holding my breath on this reckless ride
You cut the engine, and you cut through the static
Said, "You've been quiet, is your world too dramatic?"
You see the cracks and you don't look away
You just say we're all a little broken, and it's okay
Headlights, streetlights, golden boy,
A beautiful blur, a beautiful noise.
You're something, something, something I can't hold,
More than a story, more than I'm told.
My past is a town I was scared to leave behind
Full of locked up rooms and messes I designed
You point ahead at the open, endless road
Said, "That's your future, help me carry the load"
Said I'm a "force of nature," not a "symptom or a sign"
And you're re-wiring this troubled heart of mine
You see the cracks and you don't look away
You just say we're all a little broken, and it's okay
Headlights, streetlights, golden boy,
A beautiful blur, a beautiful noise.
You're something, something, something I can't hold,
More than a story, more than I'm told.
The world talks in whispers, I hear what they say
Don't get too close, he'll burn you, he'll fly away
But under this moonlight, it all fades to black
Is there a chance you're not looking back?
Is there a chance you feel the pull, the same magnetic track?
I'm not asking for promises, I'm not asking for the past
I'm just asking if this moment, this blur, is built to last?
Headlights, streetlights, golden boy!
(Oh, you're just a beautiful blur)
A beautiful blur, a beautiful noise!
(A beautiful noise)
You're something, something, something I can't hold!
(Something I can't hold)
More than a story— am I getting old?
More than I'm told... am I brave enough to be bold?
(Golden boy)
A beautiful blur...
(Something, something)
Yeah, you're something I can't hold.
(Something I can't hold)