Counting stars in the hills again
Making wishes that'll never end
Not everything is black and white
When you're chasing the moonlight

I swear I feel like we're flying
And I don't feel like going home just yet

Don't care bout the morning after
Me and you just staying up 'til the sun
A tragic beautiful disaster
Who cares at least we’re having
Fun
Least were having fun
Our journeys just begun

Pick me up midnight drive
Pretend we're riding satellites
Told me everything was not black and white
When you're chasing the moonlight