Do you believe that this ain't meant to be? Follow this feeling, come find it with me We're dreaming, we're chasing Memory makin' Bottle-up the moment Living like you own it Writing our story Yeah-ehh, yea-ehh I wanna take your hand, put it in mine

Making memory lane out of old back roads That spot in the woods where the cops don't go Live for a while, for whatever feels good In the moment, on the river, rock the chain When they roll up Main Street in this town We hook up and we roll out All