Lyrics

Well it might sound crazy
Cold sweat, long shot in the darkness
Old dreams thundering...big fists
Banging on the door to my heart

Yeah it might be madness
Firing up engines at twilight
Racing through memories at midnight
But I'm just about ready to start it up, to start it up

I’m a kid again
With his hand out the window
Gonna ride the wind above the shadow
Shatter the rearview and rescue dreams
From the wasteland of yesterday
Spread my wings and believe that this highway
Is a runway
It’s a runway

Well it must've been something
308, red paint, something
The sound of her carburetors humming
That’s got me revved up like this

So I got the top down
Headlights pointed to the unknown
Red lights flickerin', red lights blown
Now I'm long gone, pedal down, speedin' up, yeah I’m speedin' up

I’m a kid again
With his hand out the window
Gonna ride the wind above the shadow
Shatter the rearview and rescue dreams
From the wasteland of yesterday
Spread my wings and believe that this highway (highway)
Is a runway, oooh
That this highway, oooh
This highway (highway), oooh
Is a runway, runway, runway...ohhh

I’m a kid again
With his hand out the window
Gonna ride the wind above the shadow
Shatter the rearview and rescue dreams
From the wasteland of yesterday
Spread my wings and believe that this highway, highway, highway
Gonna spread my wings
Gonna spread my wings and fly
Spread my wings and believe that this highway (highway)
Is a runway