The Sleeping - Friday Night lyrics

All of our heads in the clouds And i remember staying up all night In a haze to the sweetest sounds When i said Delicate to the sights And i can never feel the calm I felt witnessing headlights drive into our eyes When i said "we're not ready to go back home" Breathe in baby I can't touch the ground Keep it crazy Let the open road bring us back down All of the smoke in our lungs And i remember burning up daylight Pa**ing the head of the summer's final sun When i said "we're not ready to go back home We're not ready to go back" Breathe in baby I can't touch the ground Keep it crazy Let the open road bring us back down Keep on pa**ing the trucks Keep on pa**ing the d**