We heard the cops coming for the attack.
So we ran out the back.
We rushed to get back in my car.
Leaving behind out favorite bar.
Where we first met each other.
And a place we will always remember.
We barely get away.
Driving down the highway.
With one hand on the wheel and the other in her hand.
She turns on the radio and it's my favorite band.
We sing to the songs that come on.
And in a few hours we will be long gone.
In a place without extradition.
Getting ready to start our new mission.
To start a family of our own.
And raise then till there grown.
