(roll down the windows, oke)

tell me what's that grin on your face

seems like you've known it all along

without telling me, i saw it coming

you revealed yourself although you tried your best

sometimes you let the wind catch your hair

roll down the windows, there's gold in the air

said you like the breeze on your lips

then you looked at me

thinking i knew what you meant

you see, it's greater and thicker

light like a feather

you see, we're doing better

than we thought we would

we're making it through

we're making it

from the look in your eyes i can tell

there's something more to be discovered at there

there are layers on top of each other

i wanna dive in them and never come back

you see, it's greater and thicker

light like a feather

you see, this road has no end

it continues behind the bend

we're making it through

we're making it

we're making it through

we're making it

we're making it through

we're making it

we're making it through

we're making it

we're making it

making it

we're making it

making it

making it