Air

I know you've never really been in love

It shows when you tell me about everything you thought it was

Searching for security, always looking towards the future

Well, buckle up, babe, let's look out ahead, but not too far

Hold on, this is gonna be strong, but you have my hand to hold

I don't think we're supposed to know what happens when we get old

My head is out the window and your hands are on the wheel

I know you'd probably like it if I told you how to feel

Just roll the windows down, take a breath of the fresh air

We'll talk about the future when we get there