This is what we live for We're taking off uh uh uh (Oh oh) this is what we live for This is what I live for Baby, you're my open road You can take me anywhere the wind blows Right into the great unknown We can throw our hands up out the window I drive a

I can see just fine with you in my life, There by my side as it starts to fade I know this can't be right, stuck in a dream A nightmare full of sorrow Come back to me, this is inconceivable Breaking apart the ones you love Hate runs deep for what you've

But this train don't stop This train don't stop This train don't stop there anymore I used to be the main express All steam and whistles heading west Picking up my pain from door to door Riding on the Storyline, furnace burning overtime You may not

I got the key to the highway, Billed out and bound to go. I'm gonna leave here running; Walking is most too slow. I'm going back to the border Woman, where I'm better known. You know you haven't done nothing, Drove a good man away from home. Oh give me

It's enough for this wide-eyed wanderer It is where we are And can you feel the love tonight (tonight)? It's enough to make kings and vagabonds There's a calm surrender to the rush of day When the heat of a rolling wind can be turned away An enchanted

I should've, I should've, oh, I should have kissed you Is your heart taken? Is there somebody else on your mind? I'm so sorry, I'm so confused Just tell me, am I out of time? Is your heart breaking? How do you feel about me now? I can't believe I let you

I see there ain't no ceiling On the way that you got me feeling And every night we're in the moonlight dreaming That we can go all the way This love could reach the sky Bang bang bang See it's a brand new thing So no more thinking When I'm away

Let it go, let it go Let the storm rage on The cold never bothered me anyway The snow glows white on the mountain tonight Not a footprint to be seen A kingdom of isolation And it looks like I'm the queen The wind is howling like this swirling storm

To the B, to the G To the B, to the G, here we go If you wanna go gaga Yeah, from Chi-town to France Yeah, we gonna do it, uh, Rhymefest and Air How you feel there? Rhymefest breathe this to 'em like fresh air On my Vespa looking like a real playa

Only a crazy little thing I read What are you smoking I'm just to fuck with your head I'm only joking And I don't believe a thing I've said (Why do I do what I do?) There is a song You're trembling to its tune At the request of the moon