We were driving U.S. Highway 41
You were young and I was young
Yellow light cut through the night
80, humid, foggy, bright
The moon was new, the streets were wet
Up since twilight sun had set
Black sky dwindling, dawn was yet to come

So why'd I go and write this down?
Do you remember having time to spare?
Is the future just as we had it become?
Because it caught me unaware
So why'd I go and write this down?
Do you remember having time to breathe?
Is the future just as we had it become?
It's only just begun