Drive a little bit slow
Talk a little bit lower
Smile a little bit softer
Bring everything that you have to offer

Make tonight feel like the first night we met
There won't be any left
Last call last chance
It's all over, come 6am - we'll be alone again

Mile markers are getting higher
Each exist sign is less familiar
When the runway lights break through horizon
Then you've lost your chance, it's already over