Center Point Road

作词:Cleve Wilson,Thomas Rhett,Amy Wadge,Jesse Frasure

作曲:Cleve Wilson,Thomas Rhett,Amy Wadge,Jesse Frasure

所属专辑:Center Point Road

标签: 乡村 英语 驾车 乡村摇滚 原创单曲

歌词

歌曲名 Center Point Road

歌手名 Thomas Rhett+Kelsea Ballerini

作词:Thomas Rhett+Jesse Frasure+Amy Wadge+Cleve Wilson

作曲:Thomas Rhett+Jesse Frasure+Amy Wadge+Cleve Wilson

We drank our beer in the basement

So no one would know

We didn't care where the days went

Had nowhere to go center point road

When everything was about a kiss

And clouds just looked like battleships

Helmets crashin' on the field

And we thought every love was real

We wrote our own destiny

In parkin' lots and empty streets

Yeah we got high on you and me

Jumped over cracks beneath our feet

And we thought it would never end

Then watched it go like summer wind

When growin' up was just a dream

And Friday night was everything

Yeah we didn't worry 'bout nothin'

We had it all yeah

And bein' the fastest was somethin'

Runnin' the halls breakin' the law

Life was about the party

The party yeah

Who you are and who you're with

Drinkin' 'til your head was sorry

Oh and dancin' for the hell of it yeah

We wrote our own destiny

In parkin' lots and empty streets

Yeah we got high on you and me

Jumped over cracks beneath our feet

And we thought it would never end

Then watched it go like summer wind

When growin' up was just a dream

And Friday night was everything

Hold on forever

Hold on forever

Yeah hold onto it

Hold onto it

Yeah hold on forever

Hold on forever

And never let go of it

Ooh ooh

Everyone says when you're younger

It's gonna go fast

It suddenly hits you like thunder

And you're gonna wanna go back

Wanna go back wanna go back wanna go back

We wrote our own destiny

Oh yeah

In parkin' lots and empty streets

Yeah we got high on you and me

Jumped over cracks beneath our feet

Oh whoa

And we thought it would never end

Ooh yeah

Then watched it go like summer wind

Ooh ooh

When growin' up was just a dream

Just a dream

And Friday night was everything

We wrote our own destiny

In parkin' lots and empty streets

When growin' up was just a dream

And Friday night was everything

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