Текст песни Running on Clouds - Bombs Away

I got a stranger in the front seat
Riding shotgun saying she loves me
She my kind of lady, thinks I'm funny
Saying all the ways she wants to jump me

Maybe we'll end up at the beach doing nothing
As our hearts start to meet and our clothes come unbuttoned
Maybe we'll end up at the beach wearing nothing
But the stars as our sheets and our whole bodies touching

Running on clouds, collecting the stars
Tonight's the night we burn the world down
Running on clouds, collecting the stars
Tonight's the night we burn the world down

I got a stranger on my arm sleeve
I can feel her heart like a drum beat
Now we both made up under the sunbeams
Whispers in my ear that I can't leave

Maybe we'll end up at the beach doing nothing
As our hearts start to meet and our clothes come unbuttoned
Maybe we'll end up at the beach wearing nothing
But the stars as our sheets and our whole bodies touching

Running on clouds, collecting the stars
Tonight's the night we burn the world down
Running on clouds, collecting the stars
Tonight's the night we burn the world down

Maybe we'll end up at the beach doing nothing
As our hearts start to meet and our clothes come unbuttoned
Maybe we'll end up at the beach wearing nothing
But the stars as our sheets and our whole bodies touching

Running on clouds, collecting the stars
Tonight's the night we burn the world down
Running on clouds, collecting the stars
Tonight's the night we burn the world down
Running on clouds, collecting the stars
Tonight's the night we burn the world down
Running on clouds, collecting the stars
Tonight's the night we burn the world down