Arizona - JJ Wilde

Weaving in the fast lane, steady pushing ninety-eight\nAll the red I’m passing hits me, and it’s getting late\nDrive, high\nDon’t know where I’m going, but I’m going anyway\nWheels keep a-rolling, taking me to outer space\nHigh\nI found something I won’t give back\nI feel lost, but I’m right on track\nIt’s out there where no one knows ya\nYou call it freedom, and I call it\nStaring up at mountains staring right back at me\nImpossible to doubt it, makes me question everything\nWhy? I’m high\nSoaking up the moment, time isn’t the enemy\nWhen I stopped looking for it, it was right in front of me\nWhy?\nI found something I won’t give back\nI feel lost, but I’m right on track\nIt’s out there where no one knows ya\nYou call it freedom, and I call it\nArizona\nArizona\nArizona\nI found something I won’t give back\nAnd, yeah, I feel lost, but I’m right on track\nI know it’s out there where nobody knows ya\nYou call it freedom, and I call it\nArizona\nArizona