[Verse] Sunset paintin’ the fence in gold, You swung like you always did, slow and bold. Boots kickin’ dust off the dusty floor, Same old road, same old story, I’m still askin’ for more. [Pre-Chorus] You said, “We were lightning in a tin can,” But I still hear that old tune in the rain. [Chorus] Oh, we were a highway, never the end, Just two hearts in a borrowed bend. You were my north, I was your west, Still driftin’ through all this dusty rest. Yeah, we were a road-trip dream—no map, no plan, Just a porch swing and a ghost of a hand. [Verse] Wind through the pines, a creakin’ old chain, Like the way you left, still hangin’ in the rain. We talked about cities, but never the price, Just how we burned through every night. [Pre-Chorus] You said, “We were a song with no key,” But I still sing it when the sky’s low and free. [Chorus] Oh, we were a highway, never the end, Just two hearts in a borrowed bend. You were my north, I was your west, Still driftin’ through all this dusty rest. Yeah, we were a road-trip dream—no map, no plan, Just a porch swing and a ghost of a hand. [Bridge] I know we ain’t meant to stay, But I’m grateful for the way you broke me, Not the fall—but the ground you made me. [Chorus] Oh, we were a highway, never the end, Just two hearts in a borrowed bend. You were my north, I was your west, Still driftin’ through all this dusty rest. Yeah, we were a road-trip dream—no map, no plan, Just a porch swing and a ghost of a hand. [Outro] Swingin’ slow on that old wooden stage, Still feel you near, like a name I can’t erase. Just a breeze, and your shadow in the dust, Still the best kind of love—never meant to last.