(Verse 1)
Speeding down the highway, where the city lights blur,
Chasing down the sunrise, in the life we’ve yet to learn.
Every turn’s a story, every mile a new surprise,
In the echoes of the fast lane, where the dreams and hopes arise.

(Pre-Chorus)
In the rush of moments fleeting, where the seconds never stay,
We’re finding in the chaos, where our hearts begin to play.
Lost in the vibration, of the engines and the sound,
We’re searching for the answers in the echoes that surround.

(Chorus)
Echoes in the fast lane, racing through the night,
In the blur of fleeting moments, we’re chasing down the light.
Echoes in the fast lane, where the past and future blend,
In the rush of every heartbeat, we’re learning how to mend.

(Verse 2)
City streets are flashing, with the colors of the day,
Every corner’s turning, as we drift and sway.
In the mirror of reflections, where the shadows start to play,
We’re chasing down the visions, in the echoes of our way.

(Pre-Chorus)
In the rush of fleeting seconds, where the pathways intertwine,
We’re finding in the distance, where our dreams begin to shine.
Lost in the vibrations, where the city lights collide,
We’re navigating moments, with the stars as our guide.

(Chorus)
Echoes in the fast lane, racing through the night,
In the blur of fleeting moments, we’re chasing down the light.
Echoes in the fast lane, where the past and future blend,
In the rush of every heartbeat, we’re learning how to mend.

(Bridge)
As the dawn is breaking, and the speed begins to slow,
We’ll find the truth within us, in the journey that we know.
Every echo’s guiding us, every moment’s in its place,
In the rhythm of the fast lane, we’ll find our own grace.

(Chorus)
Echoes in the fast lane, racing through the night,
In the blur of fleeting moments, we’re chasing down the light.
Echoes in the fast lane, where the past and future blend,
In the rush of every heartbeat, we’re learning how to mend.

(Outro)
Echoes in the fast lane, as the journey comes to rest,
We’re finding in the motion, where our hearts are truly blessed.
Echoes in the fast lane, where the rhythm starts to fade,
In the moments of reflection, we’re discovering the trade.