We were cut off once but we will never stop
together we will fight our fears.
I would rather make twenty enemies
than have two friends with no hearts.

We don't need maps well make this our place
we don't need sleep the nights are endless
with our hearts of gold we will never lose this
the sun only sinks so we can watch it rise up again

I don't know why but we keep looking up
we put our problems in the sky
we cant turn back left so much behind
let us stand here now

This is how it was meant to be
we will never stop till the hands stop ticking
why sing the blues? when we've got jazz
the road was meant for us
We call the shots

When the road has stopped and forced to run
its time for you to make decisions
when your neck is sore from looking back don't you see?
There's a hand in front of you that will take you to the top.

I don't know why but we keep looking up
we put our problems in the sky
we cant turn back left so much behind
let us stand here now

This is how it was meant to be
we will never stop till the hands stop ticking
why sing the blues? when we've got jazz
the road was meant for us
We call the fucking shots.