On Fire

Last night was the first night I saw you
Standing in black jeans, and a black T, with your hair all done up too
Bench seat in my Falcon next to you
Turn the radio on, sing along, to your favorite 90's tune

You wake me up, at four in the morning just too, drive all day were never running away
We turn around, to the rhythm of the sun that's going down
You and me on fire in the back seat

Fireworks and carnival lights in June
Summer heat, in the Northeast, we were young but it's not too soon

You wake me up, at four in the morning just too, drive all day were never running away
We turn around, to the rhythm of the sun that's going down
You and me on fire in the back seat



Credits
Writer(s): Hunter Phelps
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