My heart beats for love It's the sound that I hear, tells me not to give up It breathes in my chest and It runs through my blood Whoa ooh oh oh oh yeah I'm screaming out, can you hear me now? I've been stranded on a lonely street Got lost in the shadows

It can't be Nashville every night With its la la oh oh ohs, Whoa-ohs and He said, 'Fuck this' and 'Fuck that' And this guy's the diplomat Stares into the blur of the tuner lights He said, 'We are what we lack' And this guy's the autodidact

Whoa-oh-oh-oh Funny how a melody sounds like a memory Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night Springsteen To this day when I hear that song I see you standin' there all night long Discount shades, store bought tan Flip flops and cut-off jeans

Barefoot, blue jean night (Whoa-oh) We were shinin' like lighters in the dark In the middle of a rock show (Whoa-oh) We were doin' it right (Whoa-oh) We were comin' alive (Whoa-oh) Never gonna grow up (Whoa-oh) Never gonna slow down (Whoa-oh) Yeah,

We can be strong Run, run with her t- On the road to love Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I'm on whoa, oh oh whoa I'm on the road to love Get your hot rods ready to rumble Out on this lonely road Follow that unicorn

Whoa oh wow, whoa oh wow She did what she came to do Saw what she came to see Took a good look around Made her some memories Never been there before She crossed it off the map Pedal down to the floor Now she ain't comin' back

All, all we, all, all, always never tell her It's the same old story in this tug of war We go back and forth, we go back and forth But it ain't good for me, what we do this for? We go back and forth, walk through this road Oh, whoa (we go back and forth,

Ah, ah, you You've got me fe E, whoa, yes Higher, higher You've got me feeling emotions Ay, higher, oh Don't link me Don't hit me when you hear this and tell me your favorite song

They loving the crew Oh, they loving the crew Got my whole crew blowing like a C-4 They loving the crew ooh, Listen, listen, whoa, yeah, listen, ooh Take your nose off my keyboard What you bothering me for? There's a room full of niggas

Ooh whoa, ooh whoa, ooh whoa And when the daylight comes I'll have to go But tonight I'm gonna hold you so close 'Cause in the daylight we'll be on our own But tonight I need to hold you so close Here I am waiting, I'll have to leave soon Why am I