ridinhg trough the air
letting it flow through our hair
cruising down the runway
eyes on a 1 way
laugh me and my girl
felling the world
as it was in the pawn
of my hand
gripped tight
cruising the speed af light
beyond wateva
cruising through the weather
comfortable together
eyes into te blue
we feel new and
fresh together we
cant be touched
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