Road toward the sun

Black helmet

Keys in hand

The city left behind our backs

My brother laughs into the wind

On the seat right next to me

Red eyes from the night before

Broken maps inside our pockets

Only roads written on our skin

And sand stuck in our shoes

Road toward the sun

Me and my friends against the whole wide world

Get on

Hold on tight

If the emptiness along the path scares you

Between sea and engine

I throw my past away into the black smoke

Road toward the sun

And if it hurts

I swear I really want it (oh)

At the beachside kiosk

Cold bottles

Bare feet

A woman laughs out loud

She says, “stay here if you can”

But the night softly calls

With the voice of the asphalt

You look at me and say, “let’s go”

And I already feel my heart jump

Road toward the sun

Me and my friends against the whole wide world

Get on

Hold on tight

If the emptiness along the path scares you

Between sea and engine

I throw my past away into the black smoke

Road toward the sun

And if it hurts

I swear I really want it (yeah)

Maybe one day it will end

This journey without a destination

But tonight the darkness is blue

And fear feels like silk

If tomorrow you’re not there

I’ll look for you among the waves

In the wake that we have written

Through the deepest curves

Road toward the sun

Me and my friends against the whole wide world

Get on

Hold on tight

Every curve is another thought

Between sea and engine

There’s no place for those who fall behind

Road toward the sun

If it hurts

I swear I really want it (oh, really)