| Summer lightning strikes, blows out all the lights
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| Slows us down, reminds us just how far we’ve come
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| We run some rocky roads, walk through fields of gold
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| Thick and thin, you’ve always been my only one
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| Living this American dream
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| There’s no place that I’d rather be
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| With you by my side, girl
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| I’m home and I’m free
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| This is the stuff life is made of
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| And I hope I never wake up from this American dream
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| So pour that glass of wine, like all we got is time
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| Oh, nights like this, we just don’t get 'em near enough
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| And in each other’s arms we’re safe in every storm
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| And if rain comes through this worn out roof
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| We’ll patch it up
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| Aw, we’re living this American dream
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| There’s no place that I’d rather be
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| With you by my side, girl
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| I’m home and I’m free
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| This is the stuff life is made of
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| And I hope I never wake up from this American dream
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| Livin' this American dream
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| There’s no place that I’d rather be
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| With you by my side, I thank God that I’m free
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| This is the stuff life is made of
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| And I hope I never wake up from this American dream
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| American Dream
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| American Dream |