Windows Down — FlowTiva

Intro

Headlights paint two honest lanes; coffee rides the vents.
We pass a paper town at fifty and trade the front-seat grin.

Verse 1

Map half-open on the dash, crumbs on the seat.
We trade the AUX and laugh till we can't breathe.
Wind sneaks in; it tastes like pine and creek.
Taillights bob, and every mile feels free.
You drum the wheel, she hums that Petty tune.
County line flashes by—"See ya soon!" (yeah)

Pre-Chorus

We ain't chasing anything we can keep,
Just the hum, the joke, that little leap.
Flip a coin with the road and call it heads.

Chorus

Windows down, hearts up, let the white lines blur.
Laugh till the cab shakes (alright), talk brave, talk sure.
This is ours right now—no plans, no toll.
Hands in the night air—LET IT ROLL.
Shouting names into wind only we can trust.
Windows down, we ride that rush.

Verse 2

Mile eighty-three, the gas light blinks again.
We split a warm Coke, swap jackets to the wind.
Your brother’s old story lands between tracks,
"Took a year to breathe right," you smile at that.
Backseat finds a chorus from way back when;
I tap the glove-box lid right on the ten.

Pre-Chorus

The signs fly past, none say home to me,
But with you three here, I’m where I need to be.

Chorus

Windows down, hearts up, let the asphalt sing.
Tambourine hands (hey), keys clink like rings.
If joy has a map, it’s scribbled in dust.
Big-lunged laughter, gas and trust.
Lean into the curve—LET IT ROLL.
Windows down, we ride that rush. (yeah)

Bridge

Red light holds us, engine breathing low.
Fog on the glass; someone whispers, "Don’t go." (hush)
Count of three under breath, then we grin.
Green pops on and the night lets us in.

Outro

Miles behind us, more ahead than we can say.
Maybe home by dawn, or not today.
Keep it loud, keep it kind, don’t change a thing—
Windows down, let the road sing.