Lyrics: pd34
Music: pd34
Top down cruising on the coastal line,
Sun-kissed skin with the radio on rewind.
Engine purrs like a lullaby,
We chasing horizons where the ocean meets sky.
Cooler packed with ice and neon drinks,
Sand between our toes, the vibe never sinks.
Mixtape spins with a retro soul,
Every mileâs a story, every turnâs a goal.
Pedal to the metal, wind in our hair,
No destination, just the open air.
Sippinâ on lemonade, vibes on replay,
This summer symphony wonât fade away.
Oh-oh-oh, summer drive,
Windows down, we come alive.
Oh-oh-oh, neon nights,
Fireflies dancing in our headlights.
Salt in the breeze, the GPS erased,
We scribinâ freedom on this asphalt slate.
Palm trees nod to the basslineâs groove,
This roadâs our canvasâainât no rules to prove.
Golden hour paints the dashboard gold,
Speakers bumpinâ beats that never get old.
Laughinâ âbout memories, new ones we mold,
This asphalt river leads to stories untold.
Stop signs ignored for a sunset chase,
Dashboard glow lights up every face.
The worldâs a blur except the stereoâs thump,
Weâre kings of the highway, radiators pumped.
Moonlightâs our compass, stars write the map,
Engine hums steady, never gonna snap.
We own the highway, the worldâs our trap,
Till the sunrise wraps us in its warm clap.
Oh-oh-oh⊠summer never ends,
Just roll the windows down and ride again.