It’s been a long road, but we still ride,
chrome in the sun, your laugh in the wind,
every mile a memory, every bridge a goodbye.
I keep your song on repeat, hands out the window,
catching the echoes of nights we swore time couldn’t steal.
When the skyline fades and the engine idles,
I swear I see your shadow in the taillight glow—
until that green light hits, I’ll hold the line,
pedal down, heart up, cruising through the dusk,
knowing somewhere past the horizon
you’re shifting gears, waiting to say
see you again, see you again.