With the wind on my face I try to break free
From all of the world
Wishing for you the freedom to be
With you and time
The breaks the letting go
When roads below they stare at us
Still we ride the blows we take
While the breeze it shares the thrill we’d feel

Cruising down we’ll live we breathe
We’re free

We speed away we raise our hands
And as we try to be everything
The turns we chose will take us where we want to go
And as we slow down (And as we slow down)
We’d feel the rush to go home

A will designed to push this soul
To take it all the grace and fall
So I can heed
A call that wants some more

Now here we stand
We ready ourselves from the view we steal
Might be the last time

This could be the last time we’d feel
It might be the last time to steal
Away this chance
To kiss the life we chose and so

We speed away we raise our hands
The turns we chose will take us where we want to go
And as we slow down
We’d feel the rush to go home

With the wind on my face