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