"Out Here" Lyrics

8 o'clock on a Friday
Pickin' you up at your mama's place
Headed out where the trees grow
For a little sundown slide show

Summer glow in your hair, fireflies in the air
Blanket down out by the water
Breeze blow in the pines, that look in your eyes
No, it don't get any better

Out here, we can be runaway rockstars, runnin' from the black tops
Out here, we can just cuddle up, stay lost, kiss until the moon drops
Be who we wanna be, not who we gotta be, lay it on back, disappear
Whoa, out here
Oh, out here

Far away from the city lights
Stars dancin' in the sky
The lake sings and the wind swirls
You sure are looking pretty, girl

Lay your head on my chest and I'll take care of the rest
Let go and breathe for a little while
Staring over at me, staring over at you
I say we meet in the middle

Out here, we can be runaway rockstars, runnin' from the black tops
Out here, we can just cuddle up, stay lost, kiss until the moon drops
Be who we wanna be, not who we gotta be, lay it on back, disappear
Whoa, out here
Out here, oh

Breeze blow in the pines, that look in your eyes
No, it don't get any better

Out here, we can be runaway rockstars, runnin' from the black tops
Out here, we can just cuddle up, stay lost, kiss until the moon drops
Be who we wanna be, not who we gotta be, lay it on back, disappear
Whoa, out here
Out here, oh
Out here