Runaway Sky

Two backpacks and a beat up map. Gas station coffee, tires half flat.

We didn't know where we were going but the stars were glowing,

so we followed that. A goodbye note on my window pane.

A single text on when I'm on my way. I wasn't scared, not with your

hand in mind. Just two wild hearts and borrowed time.

We ran into the runaway sky. No plans, just dreams and open eyes.

With your mixtape playing in my mind. We left the world we knew

behind. They say you're too young and won't survive. But love like