Late-Night Ride

Rolling down a back road, sunset on my sleeve. Dust kicks up

as the breeze sings low. Boots tap time to the radio. Got a little

twang in the way I feel. But the pop in my heartbeat's real.

Every mile pulls me closer into the song where the night begins. Oh,

I'm dancing in the headlights, wild and free. Where the small-town sky meets a

melody. A little country soul, a little pop in my stride.

You and me, baby, on this late-night ride. Sipping on a

moment that feels brand new. Stars shine brighter when I'm with you.