Turn the key, let’s break the still,
Wake the night with spinning wheels.
Leave the past in folded maps,
This is where the silence snaps.
Backseat memories fade away,
We write new lines today.
No one else controls the pace,
This car’s our sacred space.
Turn the key, light the spark,
We’re stars igniting in the dark.
Let the motor hum our song,
We were meant to move all along.
City fades in rearview glass,
Nothing left but open vast.
Air smells like second chances,
Hearts in sync with fast advances.
Wipers clear what’s left behind,
All we need is what we find.
No delays and no disguise,
Just your hand and open skies.
Turn the key, light the spark,
We’re stars igniting in the dark.
Let the motor hum our song,
We were meant to move all along.
Some doors only open wide
When you choose to run and ride.
And I’m choosing this with you,
With every engine note brand new.
Turn the key, don’t let go,
Let the stars become our glow.
This is us, both wild and free—
Everything begins when you turn the key.
