It's hard to keep my eyes ahead and stay within the lines 'cuz when I drive this road your memory ain't far behind I was 17 and you were kerosene you set my world on fire and I still rewind every time that I look up at those wires We were hopping that fence and finding new roads who would've guessed we'd get so close ran to the edge and both looked down standing above our two-line town and your face, your frame, the pouring rain I never saw it coming and I wouldn't change one thing about that night just you and I nothing but sweet wine and power lines Now the scent that fills the air just before the storm rolls in reminds me of the rush we felt standing on that ridge and I'm up all night with the headlights burning in my mind your silhouette I can't forget how your eyes lit up the night We were hopping that fence
and finding new roads who would've guessed we'd get so close ran to the edge and both looked down standing above our two-line town and your face, your frame, the pouring rain I never saw it coming and I wouldn't change one thing about that night just you and I nothing but sweet wine and power lines and I wonder how it all worked out where do you go when you're feeling down do you still drive trying to find a way to get back somehow to hopping that fence and finding new roads who would've guessed we'd get so close ran to the edge and both looked down standing above our two-line town your face, and your frame, and the pouring rain I never saw it coming and I wouldn't change one thing about that night just you and I nothing but sweet wine and power lines