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American Authors

What We Live For

I drive a beat-up car, a caravan, the color blue

Reminds me of your eyes and all the places we've been to

We're tethered to the leather, searching for a better view

It's interstellar when it's me and you

We're taking off

We're taking off

This is what I live for

Baby, you're my open road

You can take me anywhere the wind blows

Right into the great unknown

We can throw our hands up out the window

This is what we live for

We look up at the stars, a perfect night to dream with you

Got 90s retro on the radio, our favorite tune

I put the pedal to the metal just to laugh with you

It's interstellar when it's just us two

We're taking off

We're taking off

This is what I live for

Baby, you're my open road

You can take me anywhere the wind blows

Right into the great unknown

We can throw our hands up out the window

This is what we live for

This is what we live for

This is what we live for

This is what we live for

This is what we live for

This is what we live for

This is what we live for

This is what I live for

Baby, you're my open road

You can take me anywhere the wind blows

Right into the great unknown

We can throw our hands up out the window

This is what we live for

This is what we live for

This is what we live for

This is what we live for

This is what we live for