Sunset dripping gold on the boulevard we ride
Two wheels humming low, chasing palm trees in the tide
Neon dolphins leap from the liquor-store sign
Your laughter sparks like synths across the dotted white line
We never brake for dusk, let tomorrow unwind
Every shadow that we pass leaves a yesterday behind
Salt and bass on our skin, no map, no rewind
Just the ocean in the rearview, and paradise defined