Letra de Late Journeys

We're dreaming inside our headphones They make our natural hair fall So unnaturally But we're in our own worlds now as The wheels turn underneath our bodies Pushing the road into the dark Held hands are getting sweaty I love late journeys with you next to me We're dreaming inside our headphones The passing of notes and colours Arranged perfectly Helps us drift further away as The wheels turn like waves in the sea As they run into towns we go through Blue eyes are getting heavy I love late journeys with you next to me Blue eyes are getting heavy I love late journeys with you next to me