That Summer of Dreams (Sun Remix)
Buried deep in the weeds and the summer stone An old iron ghost, sitting all alone Rust on the chassis, the engine was dead But it fired right up, inside of my head I grabbed those handlebars, tight in my hands Looking out far, over the valley lands. The sun was sinking in a golden blaze The winding road was calling through the haze We weren't going nowhere, but we flew so high Two wheels grounded, but reaching for the sky... OH-OH-OH! (Backing: THE FIRE IS ALIVE!) OH-OH-OH! (Backing: WE’RE BORN TO SURVIVE!) YEEEAAAAHH! RIDE WITH THE GHOST, BREAK THROUGH THE NIGHT! We are the wild hearts chasing the light! Out of the ashes, the dreamers will rise With dust in our hair and the sun in our eyes! Oh, you and me, baby, on a highway of gold— We had nothing at all, but we’ll never grow old! Oh, we had it all! That summer of dreams! Yeah, we had it all! My buddy rode past on his old bicycle But I was a king on a steel chronicle Bound for the borders, the oceans, the plains Breaking the gravity, snapping the chains The wind in my hair, the dust on my face We were the masters of time and space! The sun was sinking in a golden blaze The winding road was calling through the haze We weren't going nowhere, but we flew so high Two wheels grounded, but reaching for the sky... OH-OH-OH! (Backing: THE FIRE IS ALIVE!) OH-OH-OH! (Backing: WE’RE BORN TO SURVIVE!) TEAR IT UP! RIDE WITH THE GHOST, BREAK THROUGH THE NIGHT! We are the wild hearts chasing the light! Out of the ashes, the dreamers will rise With dust in our hair and the sun in our eyes! Oh, you and me, baby, on a highway of gold— We had nothing at all, but we’ll never grow old! Years fly by and the rust turns to dust But I still remember that feeling of trust... Whenever the world gets too heavy to bear I close my eyes and I’m right back there... Yeah, I'm right back there... ONE, TWO, THREE, GO! RIDE WITH THE GHOST, BREAK THROUGH THE NIGHT! We are the wild hearts chasing the light! Out of the ashes, the dreamers will rise With dust in our hair and the sun in our eyes! Oh, you and me, baby, on a highway of gold— We had nothing at all, but we’ll never grow old! Oh, that summer of dreams! Look at us fly! That rusty old wreck... We rode into the sun... Yeah, the dream's never done... On that rusty old wreck... ...we had it all.
