Faber Drive

Riding, these roller coaster roads
We keep on driving
With no where left to go
It's just you and me
The smell of autumn leaves and gasoline
Right now that's all that we need
Out on the road to no where
But we got the time to get there
We won't turn around
So let's crank the radio up
Can't seem to get enough
We're lost inside the sound
We're never coming down
Moments, turn into memories
The windows open
A hand cuts through the breeze
I see the red sunrise
Reflected in your eyes and I feel fine
We'll always remember these times
Out on the road to no where
But we got the time to get there
We won't turn around