On the Run

I had a dream about us

You drove a Ford Ranger with hunting lights

We got pulled over by the cops

Trying to make it past

Those state lines

We were on the run

From something we've always known

The sad realization

That Florida is our home

Florida is our home

That night you had me waiting

For you to make your move

For you to give me your hand

But you took your time, you're a patient man

You took your time, you're a patient man

We were on the run

Hittin' bottle and hittin' road

When we made the rеalization

That Florida is our home

Florida is our home