Attitude of Desire

Fasten up…

We’re goin’ higher.

Gulf Coast Cowboy.

Whisper in my ear, tell me what you feel,

Thirty thousand feet and it still feels real.

Seatbelt sign on, but the sparks don’t sleep,

Lean a little closer—baby, talk to me.

Turbulence hits, but you don’t back down,

That little grin got me spinning ‘round.

Cabin lights low, just a midnight glow,

Hearts beating fast where the cool air blows.

Altitude of desire, we’re climbing higher,

Hold on tight—got the whole world quieter.

No one’s watching, just you and me,

Lose control, let’s ride that frequency.

Hands tracing sparks we can’t explain,

Every little second drives me insane.

Breath gets close like a storm rolling in,

And I’m all in—yeah, I’m all in.

Closer now, no space between,

Feel that heat in the in-between.

Your laugh turns soft, then the night turns sweet,

And the engines hum like a backseat beat.

Altitude of desire, we’re climbing higher,

Hold on tight—got the whole world quieter.

No one’s watching, just you and me,

Lose control, let’s ride that frequency.

Say my name like a secret prayer,

Time stands still hanging in the air.

One look and I’m already changed,

Sky’s the limit—no brakes, no lanes.

Altitude of desire, we’re climbing higher,

Hold on tight—got the whole world quieter.

No one’s watching, just you and me,

Lose control, let’s ride that frequency.

Up in the clouds…

Yeah… we’re climbing…

Gulf Coast Cowboy.