That burning sunset in the sky
Is calling out to us tonight
I won't work for my old man
Anymore that you fit into your mamma's plans
There's a place for people like you and me
True love's still got room to breath
And we can drive all night
It's our ticket out of here
And that painted sky was made for us
It's everything we ever dreamed of
It's hard to leave this place behind
Got memories turning in my head
Little white house with a picket fence
That protected small town innocence
But it seems like an even trade to me
That security for our destiny
And we can drive all night
Where the tall dreams grow
And we'll find a place to call our own
There's somewhere out there we belong
And that painted sky was made for us
It's everything we ever dreamed of
And we can drive all night
Where the tall dreams grow
And we'll find a place to call our own
There's somewhere out there we belong
WRITERS
DANIEL BRIOTTET, GARY ASQUITH, MARK ALAN COX, MICHAEL DEREK ALLEN