Catch the wind, see us spin But the wind won't blow You really shouldn't go That you will be mine By takin' our time, ooh Sail away, leave today Way up high in the sky, hey whoa Only goes to show And if I say to you tomorrow

That's the shit I've been on Everyday I got some fly shit on Keeping all black outfit on I already bagged most the chicks That you out here trying to get on You just catching up to what I've been on Yeah, that's what I've been on I see what you trying to

A hundred miles an hour Out on highway 10 Top down burning up the night again Ain't no one can catch you But girl I'm gonna try I can see that dangerous look in your eyes You're my kind of crazy Full moon saying you know what I like

Pacing the cage Sunset is an angel weeping Holding out a bloody sword No matter how I squint I cannot Make out what it's pointing toward Sometimes you feel like you've lived too long Days drip slowly on the page You catch yourself I've proven who I am so

Who let it end up on the ground Only know what I'm told, only know what I'm told Fast asleep daydreaming Start to push, break your own glass ceiling Can't count, can't catch the pieces falling How am I gonna know you're letting me down How did I end up

Catch the wind, see us spin But the wind won't blow You really shouldn't go That you will be mine By takin' our time, ooh Sail away, leave today Way up high in the sky, hey whoa Only goes to show And if I say to you tomorrow

A hundred miles an hour Out on highway 10 Top down burning up the night again Ain't no one can catch you But girl I'm gonna try I can see that dangerous look in your eyes You're my kind of crazy Full moon saying you know what I like

Who gave up on you I got troubled thoughts And the self-esteem to match What a catch, what a catch What a catch And all I can think of Is the way I'm the one Who charmed the one Miss Flack said I still want you back

Please don’t let me die in Florida, I don’t care about my name. Throw my bed on to a train. And this is what I know. If you catch me dying in Orlando If you catch me dying in Daytona I was born in Indian summer, In the Southern long ago. Where those

A hundred miles an hour Out on highway 10 Top down burning up the night again Ain't no one can catch you But girl I'm gonna try I can see that dangerous look in your eyes You're my kind of crazy Full moon saying you know what I like