Why?
With you it’s like there is no more dying
And I feel like
Feel those high
Good old times

In my mind
I'm running back to golden times in my mind
Keep thinking about the lightened streets that we loved yeah
Every time I go back, your eyes are
In my mind
In my mind

I just
Can't control myself acting like a stranger
Won't control myself, I am not in danger
Can't control myself I won t run from danger
Won’t control myself acting like a stranger
Why?
When we ride alone we chase the night
And I feel l
Feel alive
Golden times

In my mind
I'm running back to golden times in my mind
Keep thinking about the lightened streets that we loved yeah
Every time I go back, your eyes are
In my mind
In my mind