Monday,
Got me thinking about the weekend
In your Bentley
With the windows down, on the freeway oh
I must be dreaming
Your touch got me feeling like it's too good to be true
And I don't wanna label it too soon
But if you're gonna be around
Imma need to figure out
Sooner or later it'll be hard
I like it better when its easy
Cos when we ride through, ride through, ride through
In our own world, it's me and you
Nobody else can take that away from our imagination
When we ride through, ride through, ride through
In the fast lanes, it's me and you
Nobody else can keep us away from our imagination
Doin' it right
You sure know how to pull my heartstrings
To form a symphony
And no I can't lie
I listen to it play every night
God I hope that it's real
Tell me that this isn't just a weekend fantasy
That we live outside these memories
Cos if you're gonna be around
Imma need to figure out
Sooner or later it'll be hard
I like it better when its easy
Cos when we ride through, ride through, ride through
In our own world, it's me and you
Nobody else can take that away from our imagination
When we ride through, ride through, ride through
In the fast lanes, it's me and you
Nobody else can keep us away from our imagination
Oh our imagination
Oh our imagination
Can't keep us away
(Imagination)
Can't keep us away
(Imagination)
Can't keep us away
Cos when we ride through, ride through, ride through
In our own world, it's me and you
Nobody else can take that away from our imagination
When we ride through, ride through, ride through
In the fast lanes, it's me and you
Nobody else can keep us away from our imagination